A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 150

The man cursed as Matilda bit him, retaliating with a fierce slap across her face, “I was doing you a favor, bitch!”

“Help!” Matilda’s plea was cut off as he snatched her phone, smashing it with force against the bathroom floor. Tears welled in her eyes as she weakly protested, “Let me go!”

In the next second, he brutally smashed her face against the wall!

As pain flooded her senses, tears mixed with blood streamed from her battered face. Tasting blood, breathing blood, every gasp was crimson. Matilda’s body trembled before going limp, losing all strength to fight.

She passed out in the man’s arms, droplets of blood falling rhythmically onto the tiled floor.

“Tough girl, huh?” The man grunted, throwing her over his shoulder with one arm and making a call, “Miss? Got her, heading your way now. The kid? We’ve got that sorted too.”

The man slunk into the last stall, where a ventilation window was conveniently open. He hefted Matilda up to waiting hands on the other side, and a few accomplices quickly transferred the unconscious Matilda through the men’s restroom vent before swiftly exiting themselves.

Yvan waited at home all day, but darkness fell, and there was still no sign of Matilda.

Matilda wouldn’t just run off; she didn’t have the guts to

Matilda’s number, only to be met with

who answered immediately,

where

possibility

Carl’s update only added to Yvan’s confusion.

Boyd, we’ve located Matilda’s phone IP–it’s…

story, Yvan’s eyes

baffled, but the data was irrefutable, triple–checked, “No joke, Mr. Boyd. That’s the

the phone was deliberately

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