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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the car. She glanced at her phone and realized Elias would

through, the

to her phone with unwavering determination, resolute in not letting it bet taken

Are you looking for death?” the

of his flesh. The man howled in

“Ah!”

time to dwell on the agony. She seized the opportunity to scramble to her feet and sprinted in

on and chased after her. “Stop

run!”

let

neck in the next

the president’s office of Winters Enterprise, didn’t bother going back home because he knew sleep wouldn’t come easy. His thoughts were consumed by vivid images of Amanda standing beside Simon, and the tone of the

of it

and smoked several packs of cigarettes.

the room.

that desperate call from Amanda that he felt like his

came in, Elias began to suspect that something was terribly amiss. The call abruptly ended, as though a

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could possibly happen to Amanda at

useless Simon not

as he looked at his phone. He attempted

that

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

the way to

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? Can something have truly gone

doorbell and asked, “Where did Simon go? Where did Amanda go? Why aren’t they at

leave by Miss Lynch, and Mr. Nicholson went out to

was a tangled mess

“Who is Miss

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

pieced together the puzzle. He turned on his heels and

about her whereabouts. She was driven

on earth

Simon her boyfriend? Why is he on a