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

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

“Drive.”

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Dawson as they left Benevolent

okay? If not, we can call in specialists

his head. “It’s an old stomach issue. Acts up when I skip

car, they witnessed

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

Dawson’s face

that the girl

a chill run down his spine.

commanded, dialing

composed, now seemed visibly rattled

kept close behind, blaring the horn

interference, ordered Quill, “Shake them

then stepped on the gas.

of the city very soon, venturing onto a winding

no matter how fast Quill drove, the car behind somehow always managed to maneuver like a

off the cliff?” Quill suggested, frustration edging

at the plate of that car! You hit

with such matters, was rather

been messing around since he was young, he knew a thing or two about government–related

who had a customized license plate like that was an extremely important figure in the government. He only wanted to teach Hamilton a lesson, not

Did she really have connections this high up?

now?” Quill

looked out the window. “At the cliff up ahead,

for 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

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Chapter 132

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

she fell, her thoughts were a tangle of despair and bittersweet relief. No more entanglements with Hamilton, no more disappointments, no more pain.

surrendering to the cold embrace of the

Quill sped away, leaving Natalia