No Remarriage for us Stay Away by Livia Storm

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The captain felt a slight sense of relief in his heart, thankful that Zachary had returned to the car. If he were to hear this, wouldn't he be driven to murder?

Cecil also divulged the usual hideouts they frequented and the individuals who often acted as their intermediaries.

Some bachelors, unable to find a wife, would discreetly inquire about purchasing one. They would approach intermediaries, who were typically acquainted with a few human traffickers. Whichever trafficker had available victims would facilitate the connection. The captain immediately contacted the bureau, arranging for the informant's arrest and the search of the hideout, proceeding on two fronts simultaneously.

After the questioning, the captain returned to the vehicle and drove off in the direction from which Gaspar had fled.

In the van, Gaspar was driving at a breakneck speed.

Lenora was sprawled across the backseat, gazing out at the darkened streets flashing through the car window, her heart slowly sinking into an abyss.

The lackey, Marlon, was fiddling with his phone when he suddenly exclaimed, "Boss, we've got a problem! I can't reach Cecil"

"Do you really have the time to worry about him? You should be thinking about yourself! They'll definitely catch up to us soon."

Marlon shivered all over. "Will he betray us?"

"So what if he does? The important thing is not to get caught."

There were quite a few fugitives who hadn't been brought to justice at that time.

"Will we get caught, then?"

"Why don't you just shut up?" Gaspar reprimanded.

Marlon fell silent for a moment. After a while, he asked again, "Boss, what do we do now? We definitely can't go to those hideouts. Also, there's her..."

He pointed at Lenora in the back seat, asking, "What should we do?"

Truth be told, he was still somewhat preoccupied with that five million.

"What should we do?" Gaspar glanced at Lenora through the rearview mirror. "We need to dump everything quickly and hide overseas to lay low. Try reaching out now to see if there's anyone interested in the nearby area. You can forget about the informants that Cecil was in charge of."

planned to send her far away, but it

couldn't bear to kill someone outright. Even without five million, selling for a

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Only then could he make his crafty escape. Otherwise, there was no way

in touch with them right away." Marlon started making calls

been listening all along. To say she wasn't

right behind her. They might catch up any moment then. Even

far better than being sold off to some remote

arca.

a series of phone calls, Marlon located a suitable buyer. The buyer was from a county in Folask,

residents lived in poverty and their mindset was outdated, favoring males over females. Consequently, there were many bachelors who couldn't find wives. However, ingrained atitudes. and instincts from a young age drove them to save money in order to afford a bride. Gaspar said, "Tell

person

and they were about to

couldn't stop the car on the

glanced at Lenora, who was sprawled out in the backseat, through the rearview mirror. From his perspective, he could only catch a

was the most beautiful of the women he had been with. Indeed, she has an aura about her. After all, she's the daughter of a company CEO. Since she's going to be sold anyway, it'd

Jaste.

the car, fearing that the moment he did, the police would be hot

a moment of thought, Gaspar said. "Let's switch

he cast a meaningful glance toward Lenora, who was seated

van's interior was spacious enough

understood and cast

desired to experience this young lady's allure, but he had to wait until

her body to shudder briefly. her mind going blank. What should I do? Am I going to get assaulted but these men? Who is going to

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passenger seat, when a police

He slammed on the accelerator,

be caught, the death penalty would be inevitable. After all, nothing mattered more than

the seatbelt in his hand tightly, his whole life flashing before his

the guessed that the pobce must

to reality Glancing at the rearview mirror, he exclaimed joyfully. "Boss, there's no police car following us anymore."

them had made a right turn at a cerain intersection. It seemed they had other emergencies to amend to and they weren't after them Yet he dared not let his