My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 223

The Police

After Lucille freed herself from the rope, she twisted her sore wrists.

The noise outside the truck grew louder, and the number of kidnappers increased. Obviously, most of the kidnappers had been dispatched for the new batch of goods.

Rachel looked at Lucille and saw that she was still calm and relaxed as if she didn't care about what was happening outside at all.

Rachel sniffed and asked nervously and expectantly, "Are you from the police?"

Throughout the seven days that they had been locked up together, Rachel had been full of trust in Lucille and had begun to rely on her.

Lucille shook her head. "No."

"Then..." Rachel continued, "Is someone going to show up and save us like they do

on TV?"

"No."

Lucille waved her hands innocently.

Over the past week, she, Robert, and Benjamin had kept in touch with each other, However... the task this time was only slightly troublesome. It was not as difficult as she expected. Not to mention, both she and Kylian were there, so there was no need for the higher-ups to send back-up.

that pathetic bunch on

trembled. She asked again in disbelief, "T-then, did

Kylian across from them. She said indifferently, "It's the two of

be brave enough to sneak into the kidnappers' lair

of them?

Her face was deathly

fact, she was two years younger than Rachel. As for Kylian, he definitely had perfect proportions, but what was the use of that? He was just a pretty boy!

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felt

the door to the truck was

firearms, and other items in their hands. Then

run away, but no

all those weapons. Lucille stretched out her hand and pushed them back

HE

finished speaking, she told Robert, who was listening to her through the communication device, "Enough waiting. Let's make

who had not been found were not there, they had either been

off the

They looked at Lucille's wrist in surprise and exclaimed, "How did you free yourself

her head. She grabbed the rope from the ground

finished speaking, she exerted

in one go.

strong men couldn't snap it, let alone Lucille, who looked like a delicate little