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The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 1142

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She wouldn’t be able to bear Warren’s revenge, let alone face the wrath of the Youngblood and White families. 

Alicia regretted her action for the first time. 

If she could go back in time, she wouldn’t have dealt with Am 

way. 

When Amelia woke up, she found herself trapped in a room wit musty smell. 

Her eyes were covered with black cloth, and she couldn’t distinguish between day and night. Her hands and feet were tied up. She surmised that she must have been laid on the ground haphazardly, as the surface beneath her felt like concrete. 

What she could hear in her ears was two young men talking to each other. It appeared that they were discussing something about her. 

The sound of her waking up seemed to stop the conversation between the two men. After a while, one of them said, “You’re awake. We’re about 

to start now.” 

“That’s right. If we want to do it, we would rather you be awake. Otherwise, it will be incredibly boring!” 

“But you look a little older, in your 30s, perhaps. Speaking of which, we do feel we’ve experienced a significant loss.” 

“She’s a little older, but she’s still pretty! Regrettably, we have to keep her eyes covered. In fact, I really want to see what kind of look she will show in her eyes later. It would be so exhilarating to witness.” 

Amelia’s heart raced as they continued spitting out perverted sentences. 

“Okay. Do you want her to see us? Hurry up!” One of them reminded the other. 

Then someone came to pull Amelia’s clothes. Amelia suddenly shouted, “No!” 

“No?” The man laughed. “You have no place to say no.” 

“You can only blame for your own bad luck. No one told you to doze off in the car. We were stealing a car and had never planned on swiping a 

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lady. Since we have taken you back, it’s only fair we enjoy ourselves with your company. Don’t worry. We only want to have a good time with you. We’re not out to end your life.” 

Amelia could only feel the clothes on her body being torn apart. If this continued… 

“You can’t touch me!” Amelia suddenly said, “I’m the wife of the head of York Group, Warren. If it’s money you’re after, I can cooperate with your to arrange a ransom as long as you are willing to let me go. Just name your price, and Warren will undoubtedly pay to secure my release.” 

There was a short silence on the other side, but after a while, the hand continued to take off her clothes. 

Obviously, the ransom didn’t impress them. 

For Amelia, she didn’t care so much about her innocence. What she cared more about was the baby in her belly. She was afraid that she would lose it! 

“You can’t touch me!” Amelia tried to calm herself down. If Warren’s name didn’t deter them, she needed to employ other leverage. “Jonathan!/ I’m sure you know Jonathan from Strico! I have a close relationship with the Youngblood family. I’m Mrs. Youngblood’s best friend and the godmother of her three children. If you really hurt me, it won’t just be Warren. The Youngblood family won’t spare you when they’ve tracked you down.” 

As Amelia spoke these words, the hand that had been tearing at her clothes came to an abrupt halt. The men remained silent for a longer period than before. 

Amelia continued her persuasion. “I haven’t seen your face, so if you release me now, we can both put this behind us and move on without any issues. If it’s money you desire, we can find a safe way for you to collect it. The sum is not a problem.” 

But at that moment, one of them said, “You’re kidding us. You’re just a concession stand owner. How could you possibly have a close relationship with the Youngblood family, let alone be the godmother of their children…” 

“Shut up!” another voice suddenly shouted. 

The man who had spoken earlier seemed to realize he had misspoken 

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and abruptly fell silent. 

Amelia was stunned. Their knowledge of her as the concession stand owner suggested that the car theft was no random act. Taking into account how she had unwittingly fallen asleep inside the car, leading to the current predicament, it became clear that they had likely intended to target her from the very beginning. 

If their plan had been to kidnap her from the beginning, they must have known she was in the car. Yet, that car belonged to Alicia. 

As Amelia considered Alicia’s earlier invitation to the church, the pouch, the fragrance, and her accidental slumber, she gradually pieced together the motive behind all of this. 

“Okay. We haven’t had a woman for too long. We want you today!” As the voice fell, a hand started to tear at her clothes again. 

Amelia’s heart sank. She knew that she was most likely unable to escape this situation today. 

Now she could only wish the baby in her womb would not be hurt! 

She wanted to protect the baby in her belly! 

What she could do now was to obey and then look for opportunities. 

If she struggled violently, it might hurt the baby in her belly! 

As Amelia resigned herself to the situation, the sound of a door breaking abruptly shattered the tension, followed by a voice filled with panic. 

“Who is that? Who is that?” 

“Run! Grab this bitch!” 

“Boss, what do we do? Downstairs… We’re surrounded by police cars!” 

“What?” Amelia was taken aback by the deep voice. 

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