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.”

can leverage me to get to Hamilton? It’s pointless,

pleas, prying her fingers away

“Drive.”

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as they left Benevolent Care Hospital.

Dawson, you okay? If not, we can call in specialists

stomach issue. Acts up when I skip meals.”

car, they witnessed a scene

they saw

Dawson’s face turned

girl from yesterday?”

felt a chill run down

them.” Dawson commanded, dialing

composed, now seemed visibly rattled as he drove

Ryan kept close behind, blaring the horn as a

the interference, ordered Quill,

then stepped on the gas.

the city very

behind somehow always managed to maneuver like a pro

just run them off the cliff?”

out of your mind? Look at the plate of that car!

such matters, was rather

messing around since he was young, he knew

figure in the government.

she really have connections this

Quill

the window. “At the

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

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Chapter 132

van halted at the cliff, and

and bittersweet relief. No more entanglements with Hamilton, no more disappointments, no more pain. If there was another life, she wished never to cross paths

eyes, surrendering to the cold embrace of

and Quill sped away, leaving Natalia to her