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 Hamilton? It’s pointless, Orpheus. Hamilton doesn’t love me. You won’t get anything from him through me.”

her fingers away and dragging her

“Drive.”

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they left Benevolent Care

can call in specialists

an old stomach issue. Acts up when

witnessed a scene of chaos

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

Dawson’s

that the girl

run down

commanded, dialing 911 without

so composed, now seemed visibly rattled

van sped up, but Ryan kept close

by the interference, ordered

mirror, then stepped on the gas. The van

of the city very soon, venturing onto a

always managed to maneuver like a pro and keep a close

run them off the cliff?” Quill suggested, frustration edging his voice.

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

unfamiliar with such matters, was rather

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

customized license plate like that was an extremely important figure in the government.

bound Natalia. Did she

Quill snapped.

window. “At the cliff up ahead, dump

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

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Chapter 132

Orpheus was unmoved. The van halted at the cliff, and Natalia

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

to the cold embrace

leaving Natalia to her fate.