Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 281: Chapter 281 "Where did you take Edward?

The phone rang a few times, but the call wasn’t connected.

Daisy Ginger was momentarily surprised before realizing that the car was probably equipped with a wireless signal jammer, preventing the phone signal from getting out.

As she thought of this, cold sweat started to form, and she could no longer maintain her composed expression.

There were three men in the car: one driving, one holding a knife, and one completely at ease. As a woman, she probably wouldn’t be able to get out of the car safely.

The man observed her expression, then curled his lips into a slight smile, with a hint of mockery and condescension in his voice: "I’d advise you not to make any futile struggles." He leisurely rubbed an engraved dark gold cufflink on his wrist, speaking warmly, "Of course, if you prefer, I can also let you sleep for eight hours, so that when you wake up, we’ll be in Chicago."

Daisy Ginger clenched the phone tightly, speaking in a low voice: "Do you have a grudge against Edward?"

"Edward is my brother. How could I hold a grudge against him?" Robert Stephens explained, seemingly somewhat disinterested now. He propped his face and looked out the window, saying indifferently, "I came here just to take him home. He’s been away from home for a long time, and I miss him."

"..." This man is just spouting nonsense. Missing him, what does that have to do with kidnapping her?

Daisy Ginger was very worried; without seeing Edward Stephens, and being abducted by this man, she feared she might cause some negative impact on Edward, regretting that she hadn’t paid attention to who was in the car before instinctively getting in.

If she had just taken a look...

She pressed her lips together, speaking softly: "Will you really not harm Edward?"

The man glanced at her, an expression as if he’d found something amusing crossing his eyes, and Daisy Ginger heard him laugh softly. She tightened her grip on her hand, unable to hold back the question, what’s so funny?

"Miss Ginger," Robert Stephens chuckled, "When we get to Chicago, you’ll regret caring so much about him now. You’ve made a foolish mistake, and... you’ve been deceived. I came here to uncover the lie for you."

Deceived?

A lie?

She glanced at the smiling face of the man in the rearview mirror. His gentle and

he was

"Who tricked me?"

out soon enough."

gripped her bag tightly, watching the

would really be taken abroad

heart sank a little, considering that once she got out of the car and called for

way, Daisy Ginger calmed down a bit. She sat in the passenger seat, exhaling slightly, and glanced at the rearview mirror again. The man had closed his eyes, seemingly pretending to rest, half of his face shrouded in dim light and shadow, his facial features delicate and

have this

was momentarily lost in thought, and the man in the rearview mirror slowly opened his eyes, meeting hers. He blinked slowly, and

only the faint sound of each

the company to the airport would take a

the car stopped, it was

passed through here, so even at

Ginger looked at the bustling crowd outside and felt confident that even if there were no undercover agents, shouting for help in the crowd would probably allow

couldn’t help but glance at Robert Stephens behind her. The man propped his face and turned to meet her gaze. Not sure what he saw on her face, he suddenly laughed softly a few times. That low and pleasant

with a strange scent against her nose and

laughing. Whatever she was thinking,

at her naivety and

becoming limp and leaning sluggishly against the car

away and spoke in

out of the trunk and

out to

flashed through Daisy Ginger’s mind, and then her entire consciousness was completely submerged in

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