His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 313

Chapter 313

"She's not fucking dead, right?" the man cursed.

His fellow mercenary, who had been standing nearby, frowned. "Seriously? We said to clean her up, not kill her, and this is what you did?"

The man who had jumped in after Jacqueline replied through chattering teeth, "You should've smelled her from the start, alright? She stank. I couldn't take it, so I took it upon myself to dunk her in the sea.

"How was I supposed to know that the damn woman couldn't swim? Talk about useless. I can't believe I had to jump in after her. Fuck, I'm freezing. Get her to a doctor and make sure she doesn't die. I'm going to change out of my clothes."

"Fine. Hurry it up. Boss is going to blow if you're not here when he shows up." "Yeah, I got it."

...

It took three hours before Jacqueline finally showed signs of consciousness.

As her awareness gradually sharpened, she took the time to examine her surroundings.

She was confined to a small, dark room that was very similar to the room back on the ship.

they were on the move and deduced that she was probably stuffed in a car. Judging by

she now had a thick blanket wrapped around

around the blanket, wrapping her arms around herself. Her shoulders shook with her

had a miserable

she wasn't given a mirror, she could already tell that

knees, crying. When she grew tired, she leaned against the truck's metal wall to

she now had an actual blanket around her, her sopping wet clothes still chilled her to the bone. It was

feeling that the truck was heading to Rivertown, which

truck finally came to a halt. Jacqueline was then yanked out

that she recognized the place. She

None were able to enter without Stephen's explicit permission;

that mean she would be able to see

judgment day

was thrown into

was no heater nor sunlight in the basement. There was only a dank

Lawrence came striding

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255