Sasha had just exited the factory gates when she heard someone calling Quinn's name. Without turning around, she crossed the street, but to her surprise, the man grabbed her.
"Quinn, why didn’t you respond when I called you?"
Sasha turned her head, her eyes wide with surprise.
It was the man who had intentionally spilled wine on her chest that day.
The man simply murmured, "Oh, I called the wrong person.” And then he walked away.
A sense of unease crept over Sasha and her instincts told her something was off. She immediately turned around, intending to return to the factory.
But suddenly, someone covered her mouth from behind and shoved her into a sack.
"I've been waiting for days. This woman has been with that factory director all this time. Today, I finally found the chance to make a move!"
"How did she end up alone and why is she wearing worker's clothes?"
"Who cares? Maybe she wants to slip under the radar, but someone called her name. It can’t be wrong!"
Sasha realized with a shock that she had once again fallen into a carefully laid trap.
With a blow to her head, she lost consciousness.
Hidden inside the factory, Quinn watched the scene and laughed in delight.
With it being so dark and someone else helping out, her enemy had clearly made a mistake.
The thought that Sasha would die for her meant that no one could steal Juno’s heart from her in the future. Quinn couldn’t suppress her joy and happily went to Juno’s house.
When she arrived, Juno was on the phone.
"Your beloved has been kidnapped by me!"
Hearing the distorted voice on the other end, Juno’s pupils shrank sharply and his voice trembled slightly. "Who?"
"The woman with the last name Ledger!"
The kidnapper’s menacing voice demanded that Juno prepare one hundred thousand to be placed at a specified location.
He threatened that once the money was handed over, the hostage would be released; otherwise, they would carry out the execution.
In these times, millionaires were rare and ten thousand dollars could last an ordinary person a lifetime. However, for the Marlow Family, it was not a big deal.
But as soon as Juno looked up, he saw Quinn entering the room.
It turned out to be just a prank.
"Then go ahead and execute the threat," Juno coldly hung up the phone.
Hearing the dial tone, the kidnapper became so enraged that his face twisted in fury. He kicked Sasha hard in the stomach.
“You useless little slut, aren't you good at flirting? Why won't that man even spend ten thousand dollars on you?"
He continued, "Then I’ll just play with you first to vent my anger!"
Feeling her clothes torn apart violently, Sasha was terrified to the extreme. She struggled desperately, but could not break free.
Even though she tried to scream for help, the cloth stuffed in her mouth only allowed pitiful sobbing sounds.
As the kidnapper was about to succeed, despairful tears flowed from the corner of Sasha’s eyes.
"Wait, I just received news that the bitch with the surname Ledger has a filthy disease!"
The weight pressing down on Sasha lightened, but the original malicious intent turned into vengeful punches and kicks, all landing on her. The excruciating pain immediately spread throughout her body.
In the Marlow Family house, Juno's heart beat violently for no reason and an unreasonable feeling of panic made him at a loss.
He made a call to the factory’s duty room to ask if Sasha was in the dormitory.
He quickly got the news.
She wasn’t there and there was no sign of her anywhere.
A sudden guess popped into his mind and just then the phone rang again.
This time, Juno agreed to the kidnapper’s demands without hesitation.
He called the police, quickly prepared the money in cash and went to the agreed location alone.
After placing the suitcase down, he pretended to leave and hid with the police in the shadows.
Soon, the kidnapper brought a woman over.
When he saw the entire suitcase of cash, the kidnapper’s eyes filled with greedy light.
“You bitch, you finally paid back what you owe us, with interest! Looks like that guy cares about you a lot, so let him come here and collect your body.”
