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.”

me to get to Hamilton? It’s pointless, Orpheus. Hamilton doesn’t

her fingers away and dragging her into the van.

“Drive.”

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they left

can call in specialists from Boria City.”

“It’s an old stomach issue. Acts

into the car, they witnessed a scene of

commotion. But before they could approach, they saw a group of men forcing a woman into a van.

Dawson’s face turned ashen.

the girl

chill run down his

commanded, dialing

so composed, now seemed visibly

kept close behind, blaring the horn as a

ordered Quill, “Shake them off!”

the rear–view mirror, then stepped on the

city very soon, venturing onto a winding

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

run them off the cliff?” Quill suggested, frustration edging his

at the plate of that car! You hit them,

unfamiliar with such matters,

was well aware of the stakes. Though he had been messing around since he was young, he knew a thing or two about

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

the bound Natalia. Did she really have connections this high

Quill snapped.

the window. “At the cliff up

left to live for. Her life had just begun; she had yet to enjoy it; she had

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Chapter 132

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

with Hamilton, no more disappointments, no more pain. If there was another life, she wished never to cross paths with him

her eyes, surrendering to the cold embrace of the sea.

leaving Natalia