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.”

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

her pleas, prying her fingers away and

“Drive.”

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supported Dawson as they left Benevolent

If not, we can call

old stomach issue. Acts

the car, they witnessed a scene of chaos not far

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

Broze, and Dawson’s face turned ashen.

the girl from yesterday?”

chill run down his spine. “Yes.”

dialing

normally so composed, now seemed visibly

up, but Ryan kept close behind, blaring the

annoyed by the interference, ordered

the rear–view mirror, then stepped on

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

the car behind somehow always managed to maneuver like a pro and keep a

the cliff?” Quill suggested,

of your mind? Look at the plate of that

unfamiliar with such matters, was rather annoyed.

of the stakes. Though he had been messing around since

like that was an extremely important figure in the government. He only wanted to teach Hamilton

she

now?” Quill

window. “At the cliff up ahead,

want to die, not with so much left to live for. Her life had just begun; she had yet to enjoy

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Chapter 132

at the cliff, and Natalia was pushed over

No more entanglements with Hamilton, no more

surrendering to the cold embrace of the sea.

leaving Natalia to her