Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 132

Natalia’s heart thundered against her chest as she flung open the car door and bolted.

But no sooner had her feet hit the pavement than a gang of thugs gave chase.

Their leader, a scar slashing across his face, was particularly menacing.

In a flurry of panic, Natalia dialed 911.

To her dread, the line was busy; her call was stuck in a queue.

A pulse throbbed at her temple. Disconnecting the call, she dialed Hamilton’s number, only to be met with the chilling tone of a dead line.

Her fingers clenched, a wave of despair washing over her. Without hesitation, she hit the speed dial for Alden.

Thankfully, this time, the call connected swiftly.

“Ms. Jenkins, what’s up so early?” Alden’s voice came through, calm and collected.

“Alden, help me, outside Benevolent Care Hospital, please, help…”

Before she could finish, a rough hand snatched her hair from behind.

“Dammit, you bitch! Quite the runner, huh?” The voice sneered, followed by a stinging slap across Natalia’s face. “I’d like to see you run now. Go on!”

Her ears rang from the blow, but she tried to maintain a composed facade. “I’ve already called the cops; they’re on their way. Just let me go, and I won’t press charges!”

Instead, she was dragged mercilessly toward a van parked by the curb.

Natalia clung to the door, refusing to be shoved inside.

“Break her grip!” came the command.

To her horror, the man waiting inside the van was Orpheus.

“What do you want?” she demanded, her voice shaking despite her efforts to sound steady. “Orpheus, I’ve done nothing to you!”

He chuckled darkly. “Maybe you haven’t, but your man sure has. Tie her up and gag her. We’ll send Hamilton a nice little photo.”

bitterly, fear making her voice quiver. “You think you can leverage me to get to Hamilton? It’s pointless, Orpheus. Hamilton doesn’t

ignored her pleas, prying her fingers away

“Drive.”

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as they left Benevolent Care

you okay? If not, we can

“It’s an old stomach issue. Acts up

they witnessed a scene of

the commotion. But before they could approach, they saw a

Dawson’s face

girl from yesterday?”

a chill run down his spine. “Yes.”

dialing 911 without

so composed, now seemed visibly rattled as

van sped up, but Ryan kept close

annoyed by the interference, ordered Quill,

then stepped on the

of the city very soon, venturing onto a winding mountain

always

run them off the cliff?” Quill suggested,

at the plate of that car!

such matters, was rather

the stakes. Though he had been messing around since he was young, he knew a thing

customized license plate like that was an extremely important figure in the government.

Did she really have connections this high up?

Quill snapped.

“At the cliff up ahead, dump her.”

Her life had just begun; she had

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Chapter 132

Orpheus was unmoved. The van halted at the cliff,

tangle of despair and bittersweet relief. No more entanglements with Hamilton, no more disappointments, no more pain. If there

the

and Quill sped away, leaving