Chapter 125 In the convenience store, the man in a cap edged closer to Peggy. His movements were eerily silent, like a ghost. Meanwhile, Peggy was engrossed in selecting her preferred beverage and unaware of the looming danger. She added the last bottle of her beloved orange soda to her basket and headed to the cashier. The sudden close encounter made her scream, “Ah!” She almost bumped faces with the man in the cap. “What are you doing?” Peggy snapped and arched her eyebrows in displeasure. The man responded with a smirk. Underneath the cap’s brim, his eyes gleamed with malice. “What do you want from me?” Despite trying to sound stern, Peggy’s voice wavered slightly. The man kept silent. His cap concealed his expression, showing only a chin with patchy stubble. He seemed to be around 40 years old. Peggy issued a warning. “Stay back! I’m staying at the hotel next door. One shout and all the security guards will come running.” The man’s smirk only widened at Peggy’s words. She realized then she was dealing with a creep. This cashier was a thug. She prepared to call for security. The store was close to Caesar Hotel, which was constantly surrounded by security guards. The man suddenly spoke, “Ms. Lee, please come with me.” His voice was cold and hoarse. It was unsettling like dry bark scraping. Peggy’s eyes briefly flickered with fear. He knew her name. She figured that this was no ordinary cashier. Before Peggy could react, the man pressed a prepared handkerchief against her face. The chemical scent was overpowering. Peggy’s attempts to resist were in vain. Her consciousness quickly slipped away under the man’s superior strength. The man caught Peggy as she fell. His gaze lingered on her long legs. He hurriedly carried her out of the store and into a black car. They drove off, disappearing from the hotel’s surveillance. Meanwhile, Cameron Jay in bed after his shower. He stared at the ceiling, deep in thought. He recalled the words he had overheard in the hotel elevator. “A woman wouldn’t keep a photo or two unless he’s important to her.” He contemplated if Laura still harbored feelings for him. He dismissed the thought. The memories of their last encounter seven years ago were too vivid. He reckoned that she was feeling guilty, nothing more. Cameron decided to focus on his next move. He planned to draw out the mercenary leader to extract information. This would sever his ties with Laura. Just as he was about to hit the sack, his phone rang. It was Lena, He answered the call, curious about her reason for calling at this hour. Lena’s urgent voice came through. “Cameron, Peggy has been kidnapped!” 1