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.”

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

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

“Drive.”

11:47

as they

you okay? If not, we can

old stomach issue. Acts up when

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

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

and Dawson’s face turned ashen.

the girl from

a chill run down his

dialing 911

composed, now seemed visibly rattled as he

Ryan kept close behind, blaring the horn as

ordered Quill, “Shake

mirror, then stepped on the gas. The van

of the city very

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

cliff?” Quill suggested, frustration edging

Look at the plate of that car!

unfamiliar with such matters, was rather

around since he was young, he

plate like that was an extremely important figure in the government. He only wanted to teach Hamilton a lesson,

Natalia. Did she really have connections this high

now?” Quill

the window. “At the cliff up ahead,

for. Her life had just begun;

11:47

Chapter 132

van halted at the cliff, and Natalia

with Hamilton, no more

the cold embrace of the

sped away, leaving Natalia to her