The Barrister's Love in Town

Chapter 485 Come Out Here!

The door was kicked open, and a tall, burly man walked in with a lecherous grin. “Honey, come back home with me. Let’s not make a scene. We were just having a little argument. Do you really want to run away from home? Let’s go!”

The man forcefully grabbed her wrist and tried to take her

“Who are you? Let go of me! Help, someone!”

away.

Despite Amanda’s frantic screams, there was no one in sight. It felt as though the entire city. had been abandoned.

Undeterred, the man forcefully dragged her out of the motel. As they passed the front desk, the woman on duty seemed unfazed by the situation and remarked, “Keep it down, folks. Guests are sleeping. If you two want to argue, do it at home.”

“This is the payment for the broken door. Sorry about that. My wife and I just had a little disagreement, and she’s running away from home. It won’t happen again. Sorry for the

trouble.”

Amanda shook her head frantically. “It’s not like that at all! I don’t even know him! Call the police, please! He’s a human trafficker! I don’t know him, and I’m not his wife!”

“Fine, I don’t care about your family matters. Just go on your way, and don’t disturb others. trying to rest.”

And so, the man arrogantly dragged Amanda out of the small motel and onto the street. It was already 4 a.m., and the streets were deserted.

“What the heck are you going to do? Are you a human trafficker?”

With a face full of stubble, the man couldn’t help but chuckle. “Stop pretending to be innocent. Anyone staying in a place like that isn’t exactly a model citizen. You’d be better off coming with me. At least you’ll have a place to sleep.”

“Let

go of me! Get lost!” Amanda fought desperately, attempting to pull her hand back, but she was no match for a man nearly three times her size.

“You’re just a nobody without even an ID. Who would care if you drop dead? Stop making a

scene.”

Relentlessly, the man continued to drag her toward the car parked by the roadside. Amanda yelled in desperation, but there was no one around to hear her cries. Besides, this area was a red-light district with terrible security.

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as she was about to be pulled into the car.

directly, but before the call could go through, the man snatched her phone and

with unwavering determination, resolute in not

phone! Are you looking for death?” the man

piece of his flesh. The man howled in pain and retaliated by kicking

“Ah!”

her aching stomach, but there was no time to dwell on the agony. She seized the opportunity to scramble to

man quickly caught on and chased after her.

run!”

with all her might, determined not to let him capture her.

blow to her neck in the next moment, causing a surge of dizziness, and she collapsed to the

easy. His thoughts were consumed by vivid images of Amanda standing beside Simon, and the tone of the child’s voice on the phone, addressing Simon affectionately as

mere thought of it filled him

several packs of cigarettes. The smell of

the room.

call from Amanda that

that something was terribly amiss. The call abruptly ended, as

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could possibly happen to Amanda at

Simon

phone. He attempted to redial, but the call

him that something

cigarette in the ashtray, he snatched his suit jacket and left

way

the doorbell, the maid hesitated to open the door and communicated with him. through the intercom, “Mr. Winters, what brings you here again? Mr. Nicholson isn’t at home, and Miss Bailey isn’t here

maid is home? Can something have

doorbell and asked, “Where did Simon go? Where

leave by Miss Lynch, and

tangled mess of

increasingly impatient. “Who is Miss Lynch? Just

blind date. She’s quite fond of Mr. Nicholson,

had already pieced together the puzzle. He turned on his heels and retreated to his car, leaving

about her

earth is

is he on a