Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 270

My hands clutched the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. Under the threat of the criminal’s blade, fear coursed through my veins

Even after exiting the parking garage, the knife remained at my throat, barely noticeable yet unmistakably there.

Frozen in place, the fear within me escalated with each passing moment.

I tried to keep my voice steady. “Who sent you?”

The man snorted, “Cut the chatter and keep driving.”

His guard was up, making it clear he wasn’t to be trifled with.

Suddenly, it clicked. Bryant’s waming this moming… It all made sense now,

But neither of us could have anticipated this.

It was the weekend, and traffic was starting to pile up.

After what felt like an etemity, we finally made our way out of the bustling city center along Harmony Street.

more my panic grew

we ventured into

command me at intersections, like when we approached a red light and he ordered, “Turn left.” Then, amidst the silence, my phone

moment before my captor could react,

waiting outside for ages and

something? Jane? Did you even leave your house yet?” Gregory, puzzled, asked, “Hello? He couldn’t finish his sentence before the man, with a swift move of

sinister tone, he spat, “I told you,

ཚ ཇ ༀ རཾ ཛ ཧཻ ྃ

I’m

to sound convincing

the knife slightly against my neck. “Make another

slip that could end

my back as I resigned myself to driving wherever this

calling again twice, but

mansion in an old estate. Driving through the grand entrance, we stopped in front of

brakes, another car pulled in

and opened my door,

stammered, fumbling

us appeared two familiar

had forced her here too?” I thought