Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 78

In an instant, I emotionally broke down.

"No..."

I shook my head and stepped back. But Mrs. White pulled my hair and dragged me into the cage!

Then, she closed the door.

I shouted, "Let me out!"

Mrs. White looked at me and said, "Let you out? Have it in your dreams!"

Then she took one of her subordinates in her arms and said, "Let's go out and discuss how to let her speak."

"Copy that."

"No problem."

Her subordinates responded flatteringly.

Curling up in the cage, I couldn't help but begin to tremble again, feeling more frightened than I had been when my head had been covered.

I was so afraid that everything happening in prison back then would happen all over again.

At this time, I closed my eyes as if I could envision the days when I was in prison.

I was so afraid.

I couldn't help it.

I even wondered whether I was sick.

Soon, they came in.

They tortured me in the same way as they had done in prison. It was just that they beat me up more unscrupulously. As I curled up in the cage, they held candles in their hands above the cage and let the wax drip down into the cage.

I could only keep dodging, only to be burned from time to time.

Later, they, who weren't satisfied, changed the candles into cigarettes, which was changed into knives in the end.

It was just like they were playing a game. No matter how hard I tried to dodge, I would be hurt.

A lot of parts on my body were cut by the blade. And my clothes were soaked in blood.

Fearing that I would die, they stopped torturing me in the end.

I lay in the cage in an overwhelmingly twisted position. Although I was not badly hurt, I felt pain all over my body.

It was late at night.

I felt uncomfortable and couldn't fall asleep. But I heard that Mrs. White was making a phone call.

I couldn't tell who she was calling. But judging from her tone, it sounded like she was coaxing a child.

"A child."

I found this idea ridiculous. For a woman like Mrs. White, in my opinion, she wouldn't have any children.

Just as I was lost in my thoughts, I heard Mrs. White shouting, "Get up. Someone is coming!"

Then the door to the room where I stayed was opened.

Mrs. White and a few others came over with knives in their hands. Then they directly pulled me out of the cage and put the knives on my neck.

Soon, the sound of the door opening came from outside. As the door opened, footsteps were heard.

Later, under the moonlight, I saw several policemen rushing in.

"Put down your weapon!"

"Don't come over. If you come over, I'll kill her!"

The two sides confronted each other.

I heard footsteps of a pair of leather shoes.

Patrick walked in from outside.

As soon as he came in, all the subordinates of Mrs. White next to me took a deep breath.

Someone muttered, "What she said is true."

The knife that Mrs. White had put on my neck also shook.

Patrick looked at me. The night was so dark that I couldn't see his expression. I only heard him say, "Let her go. How much do you want? It's all up to you."

"Ten million dollars!"

"No, no. 50 million dollars!"

"Yes. 50 million dollars! In cash!"

Mrs. White's subordinates said one after another.

Patrick stood there as he said calmly, "50 million dollars in cash? Even if all the money of the whole City Y were gathered together, there wouldn't be so much."