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.”

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

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

“Drive.”

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they

If not, we can call in specialists from Boria City.”

stomach issue. Acts up when I

they got into the car, they witnessed a scene of

could approach, they saw a group of

Dawson’s

the girl

felt a chill run down

Dawson commanded, dialing 911 without

seemed visibly rattled as he drove in

kept close behind, blaring the

the interference, ordered Quill, “Shake

on

cars drove out of the city very soon, venturing onto a winding

matter how fast Quill drove, the car behind somehow always managed to maneuver like a pro and keep a close distance.

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

plate of that car! You

with such matters,

around

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

Natalia. Did she really have connections this high

now?” Quill

window. “At the cliff

Her life had

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Chapter 132

van halted at the cliff, and Natalia was pushed

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

her eyes, surrendering to the

away, leaving Natalia to