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, Orpheus. Hamilton doesn’t love me. You won’t get

her pleas, prying her fingers away and dragging her into

“Drive.”

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they

If not, we can call in specialists

old stomach issue.

car, they witnessed a scene of chaos not

before they could approach, they saw a group

Dawson’s face

that the girl from

run down his spine.

dialing

so composed, now seemed visibly

van sped up, but Ryan kept close

by the interference, ordered

on

of the city very soon, venturing onto

fast Quill drove, the car behind somehow always managed

them off the cliff?” Quill suggested,

Look at the plate of that car! You hit them,

with such matters, was rather

stakes. Though he had been messing around since he was young, he knew a

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

the bound Natalia. Did she really have

Quill snapped.

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

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

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Chapter 132

van halted at the cliff, and Natalia

a tangle of despair and bittersweet relief. No more entanglements with Hamilton, no more disappointments, no more pain. If there

to the cold embrace of the sea.

leaving Natalia to her fate.