Chapter 515 Ransom
Emelie was reluctant to recall the events of that day. In fact, she had trouble remembering much about it.
Some people would unconsciously choose to forget and avoid painful and frightening events as a form of self–protection. After all, emotional pain could be just as severe as physical suffering
What Emelie did remember was that it was summer. She had been swamped with tasks, working overtime for nearly half a month, and even having to sleep at the office for a few nights.
There was one particular morning where she had met clients, signed contracts, attended meetings with the marketing department to discuss plans, and organized William’s schedule for the next week based on priorities and connections.
When she went to his office for final confirmation, she couldn’t find him.
Ashton happened to pass by, and she asked. “Ashton, where is Mr. Middleton?”
“Did you forget, Emelie? Today is Capebatt University’s new student welcome event. Mr. Middleton was invited and has taken Fabian with him,” she replied.
Oh, right, she remembered now.
Emelie tapped her forehead with the documents. “I’ve been feeling dizzy lately like I might vomit. Everything seems so confusing.”
Ashton smiled. “It’s that time of year again for semi–annual calculations, I’m feeling dizzy too. It’ll be better once we get through this.”
Emelie looked at the documents and made up her mind. “I’ll go to Capebatt University to pick up Mr. Middleton. I’ll have him confirm the schedule on the way back, or I won’t be able to move forward with the next step.”
Ashton gave her a fist bump for encouragement before going on with her tasks.
Emele packed up her documents and headed downstairs
It was noon, and there were no taxis available on the road. Therefore, she had to book a car.
She looked down at her phone. The sun was too bright she had to use her hand to shield the screen so that she could read the text.
At that moment, a van suddenly came screeching to a halt in front of her. She instinctively took a step back in puzzlement.
The next thing she knew, the van door swung open, and four hands reached out to grab her and pull her inside.
Her phone fell to the ground with a thud. Emelie’s mind was still reeling as her body struggled. Her legs were bracing against the van door to resist being dragged inside.
She screamed. “What do you want! What do you want! Let me go. Help! Help! Help.. Mmm!”
A man in the van covered her mouth and forcefully dragged her inside. The van door slammed shut, and the vehicle sped away.
All of this happened in about two minutes. Not only was no one around to witness it, but Emelie’s mind was blank after being abducted.
In the blink of an eye, her mind raced with keywords like abduction, mountains, beatings, tape, and breeding machines, all phrases she heard from news reports. Her face turned as pale as a ghost.
No, it couldn’t be. No way.
She shouted through the window without hesitation. “Help! Help!”
The man covered her mouth angrily and cursed. “Be quiet! Or I’ll strangle you right now!”
At that moment, Emelie’s fear peaked. She had never felt such despair.
They taped her mouth shut and bound her hands and feet so she couldn’t call for help or struggle.
The van sped to a desolate, abandoned construction site surrounded by nothing but emptiness. They dragged her inside and threw her into a corner.
Emelie fell to the ground. She felt pain everywhere on her body. She lifted her head with difficulty and saw four men she didn’t recognize, all of whom looked anything but kind. One of the men suddenly approached her.
Emelie was terrified and tried to back into the corner. “Main! Mmm!”
The man ripped the tape off her mouth.
Emelle ignored the pain on her Eps and quickly said, “Who are you? What do you want? I warn you! There’s a strict rule in our country to solve all murder cases! If you kill me, even if you escape abroad, the police will space no effort to catch you! I advise you to think carefully!!
Another man replied, “Don’t worry, we won’t kill you.”
Although Emcle’s entire body trembled with tear, the fact that they allowed her to speak calmed her down a bit
Her mood raced as her survival instincts kicked in. “So you’re asking for money? Is this a kidnapping and ransom situation? Ican give you a number! Contact that person, and “He will definitely ramum me!” she reposted.