Chapter 252

With a loud clang, the car window didn't shatter, not even a crack appeared.

Sylvia clung to the car door, feeling completely at a loss.

Just then, the window rolled down slowly, revealing a pair of cool, assessing eyes.

Almost simultaneously, the car door swung open, and a long arm looped around Sylvia's waist, hoisting her up as another foot sent an approaching man flying.

The attacker, upon recognizing Rupert Garcia, scrambled to his feet and dragged his partner away in a hurry.

Rupert cast a quick glance at Orson.

Orson nodded subtly and slipped away.

Watching the two men retreat, Sylvia was about to breathe a sigh of relief when a deep, chilly voice sounded above her head.

"What's going on?"

Sylvia pressed her lips together, words forming in her mind but remaining unspoken.

She was almost certain those two were sent by Bridget.

It must be because her phone was too new, something Bridget had noticed, prompting this ambush to snatch her old phone.

But would Rupert believe her?

Not likely.

He was the sort of guy who would lavish gifts on Bridget without batting an eye.

She couldn't afford to tip him off.

"Just some muggers," Sylvia muttered.

her, his eyes

want, just put me

dangled awkwardly in the air,

being handled like

her flailing

his question

Was he concerned?

Definitely not.

shoulder, desperately trying to create some distance between

resistance, Rupert grew impatient; his large hand snatched her wrists and held

you want to

you? Am I your pet? Something you can pet when you're pleased

at

of

she was shoved into the back seat of the car, her

a startled look up at

looping it twice around her wrists

knot, the kind that only tightened with

"You!"

lashed out with

without even looking up,

and caught her leg

hand.

his

her leg, deliberately giving

having a pet means."

fists,

then she defiantly turned her

off

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