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.”

“You think you can leverage me to get to

fingers away and dragging her into

“Drive.”

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as they

can call in specialists from Boria City.”

old stomach

car, they witnessed a

towards the commotion. But before they could approach, they saw a group of men forcing

Broze, and Dawson’s face

that the girl

felt a chill run down his spine.

Dawson commanded, dialing 911

seemed visibly

Ryan kept close behind, blaring the horn as a

interference, ordered Quill, “Shake them

mirror, then stepped on the gas. The van instantly sped

out of the city very

the car behind somehow always managed to

run them off the cliff?” Quill suggested, frustration

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

such matters, was rather

Though he had been messing around since he was young, he knew a thing or two

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

Natalia. Did she really have connections this

now?” Quill snapped.

the window. “At the

for mercy. She didn’t want to die, not with so much left to live for. Her life had just begun; she had

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halted at the cliff,

with Hamilton, no more disappointments, no more pain. If there was

her eyes, surrendering to the cold embrace of the

Quill sped away, leaving Natalia to her fate.