As Diego spoke, he pointed at Laura, who looked at him with a poker face.
She couldn't make a sound with duct tape on her mouth.
Diego's expression altered.
"So you are saying..."
The man with tattooed arms rested a hand on Diego's shoulder and said with a grin, "Buddy, with all due respect, you're too soft-hearted sometimes. Your wife and daughter don't want you in their lives and try to get you out of the picture. You wouldn't let go because you can't forget the good times you had together? What's the point?"
Laura almost threw up upon hearing these words.
"He wouldn't let go because of the good times?
"Like that could be true! He wouldn't let go because he wanted more money!"
Though Laura found this remark rather phony, Diego was pleased to hear that.
He chortled and said, "You know, a day together as husband and wife means endless devotion the rest of your life. I'm her father at the end of the day. I don't wanna go too far."
A hint of mockery flashed through the eyes of the man with tattooed arms.
Nevertheless, he managed to show a look of admiration on his face.
"I knew you were loyal, man! Even so, buddy, you gotta keep things in perspective. Now you've already taken her here, do you think she'll let you go off the hook if you set her free?"
Diego was stunned by this question.
He had been giving Laura and her mother some hard times for so long. During these years, Laura had gradually become famous and richer with high social status. Now, she was no longer the helpless girl he could twist around his little finger.
However, because he was still married to her mother, he was, in the legal aspect, Laura's stepfather.
Thus, with Laura's mother being his leverage, he never worried that Laura would disobey him.
Over the years, he had grown used to it. As time went by, he started to believe that Laura would have to do his biddings at the end of the day regardless of what he did to her.
Hence, when he kidnapped Laura here, he never considered that Laura might seek revenge afterward.
Seeing Diego stand there in a daze, the tattooed guy laughed and patted him on the shoulder.
"Think about it. The bottom line is, we want the money. As for her, nobody cares."
With that said, he headed out with his lackeys.
Diego stood there for a while. His countenance changed.
When he looked back at Laura, who had been tied to a concrete pillar, his eyes suddenly showed a trace of viciousness.
He crouched down and yanked the piece of cloth from Laura's mouth.
"Diego! Are you freaking insane? Do you know what you're doing? Untie me, now!"
Laura started shouting the instant she could speak again.
Diego gazed at her. The trace of viciousness grew more and more distinct.
A while later, he said coldly, "Stop shouting! No one can hear you no matter how hard you try."
Laura's expression changed at once.
With a pallid face, she looked at Diego in disbelief and asked, "Where are we?"
Diego unfeelingly stuffed a piece of pretzel into Laura's mouth and said, "Don't ask questions. I won't answer anyway. Just eat and drink when you have the chance. Then, you'll get going."
Laura's body stiffened. She spat out the pretzel Diego crammed into her mouth.
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