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.”

quiver. “You think you can leverage me to get to Hamilton? It’s pointless, Orpheus. Hamilton doesn’t love me. You won’t

pleas, prying her fingers away and dragging her into the

“Drive.”

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supported Dawson as they left

you okay? If not, we can call in

stomach

got into the car, they witnessed a scene of chaos not far away.

could approach, they saw

Dawson’s face turned ashen.

that the girl

a chill run down his

commanded, dialing 911

visibly rattled as he drove

Ryan kept close behind,

by the interference, ordered Quill,

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

drove out of the city very

the car behind somehow always managed to

just run them off the cliff?” Quill

you out of your mind? Look at the plate of

unfamiliar with such matters, was rather

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

plate like that was an extremely important figure in the government. He only wanted to teach Hamilton a lesson, not to

the bound Natalia. Did she really have connections this high

Quill snapped.

the

pleaded for mercy. She didn’t want to 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

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Chapter 132

The van halted at the cliff, and Natalia was pushed over the edge.

she fell, her thoughts were a tangle of despair and bittersweet relief. No more entanglements with Hamilton, no more disappointments, no

the

away, leaving Natalia to her