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.”

to Hamilton? It’s pointless,

pleas, prying her fingers away and dragging her into the van.

“Drive.”

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as they left Benevolent Care Hospital.

you okay? If not, we can call in specialists from Boria City.”

old stomach issue. Acts up when I skip

they witnessed a scene of

But before they could approach, they saw a group of men forcing a

Broze, and Dawson’s

that the girl from yesterday?”

felt a chill run down his spine.

Dawson commanded, dialing 911 without

composed, now seemed visibly

close

annoyed by the interference, ordered

at the rear–view mirror, then stepped on the gas. The van

out of the city very soon, venturing onto a winding mountain

fast Quill drove, the car behind somehow always managed to maneuver like a pro and

off the cliff?” Quill suggested, frustration edging his

plate of that car! You hit them, you sign your death

matters,

around since he was young, he knew a thing or two about government–related

was an extremely important figure in the

the bound Natalia. Did she really

Quill snapped.

out the window. “At the cliff

die, not with so much left to live for. Her life had just begun; she had yet to enjoy it; she had yet to witness her mother wake up.

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Chapter 132

at the cliff, and Natalia was pushed over the edge.

Hamilton, no more disappointments, no more pain. If there was

eyes, surrendering to the cold embrace of the

away, leaving Natalia to