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Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 1511

"Damn it, brother! That woman ran away."

The man with the white ghost mask chased out and shouted at the man with the black ghost mask behind him.

"Hu... husband, don't come over. They... don't intend to let me go at all."

Monique picked up the phone and said quickly before Henry on the opposite side could speak.

"How are you? Where are you now?"

When Henry heard the sound of Monique gasping for breath, he tensed up.

"I... I ran out. They... took me to an abandoned warehouse, and I don't know where I am. Don't worry, I'll find a way to escape."

Seeing that the people behind her were getting closer and closer, Monique was not sure whether she could escape from them.

But hearing what they just said, Monique would never let Henry take risks.

"Monique, find a place to hide. I'll be there soon..."

Henry couldn't wait to fly to Monique's side.

"No, don't come here. You... ah..."

"Monique? Monique?"

Before Monique could finish, Henry heard a scream and the phone was hung up.

"Damn it!"

Henry punched the wall next to him.

Blood flowed from his hands in an instant, but he could not feel the pain.

Five years ago, when his parents had a car accident, he had never been so flustered.

Henry quickly called back, but no one answered...

Outside the abandoned warehouse was a forest.

After Monique escaped, she ran away in the woods and called Henry at the same time.

She had no time to pay attention to the road under her feet and slipped down the hillside by the roadside.

The phone was also lost as she slipped down.

The man with the white ghost mask chased after Monique, but she suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.

The man with the black mask looked back and forth several times, and then he saw a big slope beside the road.

"She may have fallen down. Let's go down and look for her."

The two kidnappers followed the slope and saw Monique's cell phone halfway.

Monique rolled all the way to the road at the foot of the mountain. There were many wounds on her by the branches, and she began to ache faintly on her lower abdomen.

She looked up the mountain and faintly saw two figures.

It was the two kidnappers!

Monique moved, and her feet seemed to have sprained.

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