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.”

bitterly, fear making her voice quiver. “You think you can leverage me to get to Hamilton? It’s pointless,

her fingers away and dragging her into the

“Drive.”

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Dawson as they left

not, we can call in

an old stomach issue. Acts up when I

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

they could approach, they saw a group of men forcing a woman

Dawson’s face turned

the girl from

run down his spine.

dialing 911

seemed visibly rattled as he

kept close behind, blaring the horn

ordered Quill, “Shake

stepped on

of the city very soon,

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

cliff?” Quill suggested, frustration edging his voice.

your mind? Look at the plate of that car! You hit them, you sign your

such matters, was rather annoyed.

had been messing around since

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

bound Natalia. Did she really have connections this

Quill

the window. “At the

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 her mother wake

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Chapter 132

the cliff, and Natalia was pushed over

fell, her thoughts were a tangle of despair 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 with him again.

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

leaving Natalia to her fate.