Spoiled by the President novel Chapter 883

However, Gregory would not give up.

He still sent people to track Vickie and Andrea down, and at the same time, he also started to investigate their whereabouts through other channels.

Vickie had disappeared instead of being involved in an accident on the spot. Although he was worried, he was not overly concerned because he knew that there were two parties of people who wanted to capture her, and since the other party had abducted her rather than killing her on the spot when they had the chance to, it meant that her life should be safe for the time being.

However, the atmosphere in the chateau was still very heavy. Everyone could feel Gregory’s anger.

The few bodyguards, who had accompanied them out and were responsible for their security, felt very remorseful. They knew that Vickie had gone missing because of their negligence.

Now, they had already received their punishment.

Among them, the one who felt the worst was Jonathan Starks. He did not expect that a moment of carelessness and negligence would have caused this to happen. Thinking of Andrea’s clear face and Vickie’s trust in him, if anything really happened to the two of them, he would deserve nothing less than death.

The intensive search continued.

On the other side, when Vickie woke up, she found that it was already nighttime. Her surroundings were pitch black and her hands and feet were bound. Her mouth was stuffed with a rag, and even her eyes were covered by a piece of cloth.

She struggled subconsciously when she woke up but immediately stopped moving when she realized her situation.

Alarms blared in her head.

What was this place?

Where was she?

She felt her head ache, and the back of her neck was also very painful, which reminded her that she had been knocked out when accompanying Andrea to the washroom.

Really…Sh*t!”

Arguably, with her skills, even with her injuries, it would be impossible for someone to subdue her in one move even if they attacked her from behind. She had confidence in her alertness and the intuition she had trained from years of walking on the edge of life and death.

However, this time, she had gotten caught.

She lay down on the ground, carefully recalling all the details of the time before she was knocked unconscious, and remembered that something had been very wrong with her body.

At that time, her head had felt dizzy which led to a slow response.

Damn it. She should not have drunk those glasses of wine.

Those few glasses should not have been able to get her drunk, but the same could not be said if something had been added to the wine.

However, that was odd too.

When she had still been in the Vermillion Bird Organization, she had trained her body to be immune to various drugs for self-defense. Those who were not able to build up an immunity themselves would be injected with drugs instead, so even if the other party had drugged her, they should not have succeeded.

Just what was going on here?

Vickie was confused. However, she could not figure it out no matter how she thought about it, so she stopped thinking.

After struggling for a bit, she found that the ropes on her hands and feet were tied tightly, not in an ordinary way but with a special dead knot.

It was fine if she did not struggle, but once she did, the knot would only grow tighter and tighter. Now, she already felt the rope almost digging into her flesh, feeling unbearably tight.

Vickie took a few deep breaths. Helpless, unable to move, blindfolded, and unable to see anything, she could only concentrate and listen carefully to what was happening around her.