Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 422 Hurt

She'd tried so hard to not be a nuisance, to stay out of his way. Wasn't that enough?

Intimidated, she remained silent, letting her lashes cast shadows on her tear-streaked cheeks.

The call ended with a kick to her side. "Hear that, Miss Fair? To your dear husband, you're not worth a dime."

As they yanked her up by her hair, forcing her to look at them, the man's Adam's apple bobbed with a mix of pity and disgust. "Damn, you're pretty. Hard to believe Raymond's not into you."

He slung Selena over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, covering her head in burlap and stuffing cloth in her mouth before hauling her into the factory.

Inside, Olivia was similarly shrouded, her mouth free, her sobs piercing the murky air. "Let me go! Please, let me go!"

"Snap out of it, guys! Time to hightail it out of here!" shouted the man carrying Selena. "Raymond's minutes away."

Their demands to Raymond were a charade, powered by the lure of $20 million they had never dreamt of money worth dying for. Such was the cost of desperation.

the choice, who

a vast burlap sack, devoid of light and air. Yet, she could sense the kidnappers retreating, the only sounds piercing the silence were Olivia's

leave was the very one who had hauled Selena around. After catching a glimpse of her striking appearance, he felt compelled to do something more before departing, as though it would be a loss not to. Untying the sack, he

Selena cursed under his breath and shoved her aside roughly, saying, "Damn, your luck's

into the room. The space was laden with straw, unmistakably pre-arranged kindling. As soon as the flame touched the dry strands, a

only a few minutes, Raymond forced the door open with a kick. Olivia's cries had guided him. "Raymond, Raymond!" she cried from within a burlap sack,

straw was plentiful, and smoke billowed densely, causing the lights to flicker erratically. Without hesitation, Raymond swept Olivia into his arms. Her cheeks bore the marks of violent hands as she buried her face

panting every few steps, caught sight of Raymond and frantically inquired,

of her. Upon seeing Olivia in Raymond's arms, James felt as

"My team will handle the fire. If anyone's

cling to Raymond, weeping. Leaning on his cane, he moved as if to enter

the only time James had ever entertained the

show of force that dwarfed the

If anyone in the Fair family had courageous spirit,

into his car, rolling down the window to reveal a jaw set hard with

what your daughter is really like