Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 221 Kidnapping
There was a piercing sound of tearing….
The fair neck suddenly touched the cold air and trembled slightly.
“Ah!”
Yvette exclaimed. The effect of the medicine was still on. She had no strength all over her body. She could not even lift a hand.
“Don’t… don’t hurt me.”
She used all her strength to retreat. Her eyes were wet with tears.
The hazy figure became clearer and clearer.
However, she still couldn’t see his appearance clearly. She judged that this person was not Lance.
The man stood still and looked at her quietly for a long time.
Suddenly, he leaned forward, and a strange male aura pressed down on her.
Yvette suddenly felt familiar for a moment, but she couldn’t figure out where it was familiar.
She subconsciously shrank back and said in horror, “What are you going to do?”
The man stroked Yvette’s neck with his fingertips and gently pulled off the heart–shaped diamond necklace.
“This is yours?”
The man’s voice was rough as if he used a voice changer.
“It’s mine, not something valuable. Don’t take it away. I can give you money.” Yvette nodded.
She had worn the necklace since she was a child. But for some reason, Phoebe took it off, but she gave it back to Yvette before she died.
So to Yvette, this necklace carried her longing, and she didn’t want to lose it.
The man stopped approaching.
After a long time, he seemed to sigh lightly, “Why is it you?”
There seemed to be a faint trembling in his voice.
Yvette was surprised. The unfamiliar aura invaded again. She was so scared that her body froze, and there
was no way to retreat.
As a result, the man only helped her tie the necklace back, his movements serious and meticulous.
For a moment, she felt the gentleness of a man.
Gentle…
Yvette carefully searched her memory, but she felt a splitting headache and could not think of anything else.
The door was closed with a bang. The stranger went out
Yvette had just let out a sigh of relief when another person came in. Before she could open her mouth, someone ruthlessly knocked her neck.
She fainted again.
It was after an unknown period.
It was all of a sudden…
The bone–piercing cold water woke Yvette up.
She opened her eyes. Her hands were tied tightly with ropes, and only her feet could move.
Yvette looked around and saw many dilapidated tables and chairs. So she must be in abandoned school buildings. She was now on a three–story flat platform.
The scene was exactly the same as it was when she was kidnapped last time.
The fine hair on Yvette’s body stood up. i
Yvette didn’t know what happened to Emilie, who was standing in front of her. Emilie looked even more deranged.
“You can still sleep?”
Emilie’s rough voice sounded.
Yvette calmed down and said to her, “Emilie, you kidnapped me twice. Are you trying to add your crimes?
Don’t you feel guilty?”
“Guilty? Heh! Why should I feel guilty?”
Emilie slowly took off her hat and mask and said crazily, “You never know what I’ve been through!”
Yvette saw Emilie’s face clearly under the dim candlelight. She immediately gasped.
That face!
The face was cut into pieces by the knife, and the skin and flesh on the wound were turned over, turning into pus. It was as if it was not treated at all, and it had been rubbing salt on the wound to maintain its current state.
Usually, if one died, the fisherman would find another.
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