The man pretending to be a traffic police officer found the phone that Rosalie had dropped under the car seat. The screen showed that she was on a call. He immediately hung up and turned around. "Stupid

bitch! Trying to call for help, huh?"

"Boss, let's leave first. We don't want any passersby to see us," one of his subordinates suggested.

The man nodded. "Get her into the van. Let's go."

Rosalie was forcibly dragged into the van by several men, and then they all left in a convoy. Her car was also driven away.

The road was quiet and empty once again, as if nothing had happened.

Inside the van, Rosalie's hands and feet were bound. A sweaty, large hand pinched her chin and turned her head to face him.

"I didn't expect Laila to have such a beautiful niece."

Rosalie tried to stay calm. She asked coldly, "Did she ask you to capture me?"

the money, this wouldn't have happened. Since you're

he gave her a hard pinch. "Looks like tonight

and said, "You're just after money. Let me make a call. You'll get however

you going

I

do we know you won't play tricks,

able to escape. I want safety, and you want money. If you're only kidnapping me and

then took Rosalie's phone and

Rosalie extended her thumb.

thumbprint and found the number

"Is this the person?"

Rosalie nodded. "Yes."

uncle. Why didn't you call your husband or your grandmother? Wouldn't

it would be more dangerous. They would think they had

My uncle cares for me a lot. critical times, family is more helpful than your spouse. Call him,

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