A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 151

When Yvan and Adrian heard the words “Matilda’s been kidnapped,” both men were jolted to full attention. Yvan snapped out of his shock first, grabbing Adrian’s phone and bellowing at his underlings. “Find out where Matilda is now!”

Kidnapped? Who the hell would want to kidnap her?

A wave of unexplained panic surged through Yvan’s chest. He had a gut feeling that this was no random incident. For some reason, it seemed like someone had orchestrated everything. including Matilda’s disappearance.

His fingers trembled slightly, a reaction that didn’t go unnoticed by Adrian, who narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Matilda awoke on the cold concrete floor to a grotesque, sneering face–the same man who had beaten her in the restroom was now leering at her with a twisted grin. Barely conscious, Matilda gasped for air as a sharp pain seared through her lungs. Blood traced a crimson line from the corner of her mouth, her appearance a pitiful sight..

“Well look who’s awake.”

The blond thug chuckled viciously, using the toe of his boot to lift Matilda’s face. Bound hand and foot, she was powerless to resist as he closed in, his hands groping her and igniting a wave of revulsion within her.

“Miss sure didn’t lie to us…” the thug sneered. “Though you’re a mother, you’ve still got a body that we can barely enjoy.”

Matilda’s eyes welled up with tears as she attempted to shrink back, her movements restricted by her bindings. Her struggles seemed only to fuel the man’s desire. He grabbed her chin roughly, wiping the blood from her face with his coarse fingers, and studied her with a smirk. “Not a bad face either, kind of tantalizing.”

Shivering, Matilda tried to muster strength in her hoarse voice, “Stay away from me!”

But her cries were barely a whisper. Sapped of strength, the terror of being brought to this unknown place gripped her, and the dark memories of her time in jail flooded back. Her face turned ashen, making her eyes appear bloodshot and desperate.

“What are you screaming for? You’ll have plenty of fun soon enough!” The thug dragged her from the floor, his threat clear. “If you resist, I can’t promise your precious son will stay safe.”

quaked. “Where’s Logan? What have you done to

that much? Well, what if his life

cot, a gesture that felt like being locked in a

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Chapter 151

Matilda was forced face–down into the mattress, and then a heavy hand

“Let me go! Just

love to see you dead.” the man taunted. “What did you do to

this

know your so–called

name through clenched teeth, “You might as well know before

Miss Archer?

Ella Archer!

lay a hand on me, I’ll

Ella, it had to be! Her heart was cold, not only aiming to destroy her

innocent Logan

You’re in no position

Ella pay you

my

always with the

revenge–it’s just a tool for comfort for sad little creatures like you. I’ve got plenty of life ahead