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?"

this wouldn't have happened. Since you're so stingy, your aunt had no choice but to cut

her waist, and he gave her a hard

just after money. Let me make a call. You'll get however much money

are you

I

you won't play tricks,

it on speakerphone. I'm in your hands. If I try anything, I won't be able to escape. I want

then took Rosalie's phone and asked,

Rosalie extended her thumb.

using her thumbprint and found the number Rosalie had dialed earlier,

"Is this the person?"

Rosalie nodded. "Yes."

call your husband or your

identity, they might not believe her, and even if they did, it would be more dangerous. They would

to the police, it will be problematic. My uncle cares for me a lot. critical times, family is more helpful than your spouse. Call him, and

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