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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be pulled into the car. She glanced

call could go through, the man snatched her phone and attempted to wrest it

clung to her phone with unwavering determination, resolute in not letting it bet taken away. She

me the phone! Are you looking for death?” the man growled

piece of his flesh. The

“Ah!”

but there was no time to dwell on the agony. She seized the opportunity to scramble to her feet and sprinted

chased after her.

run!”

sprinted with all her might, determined not to let him capture her. She couldn’t afford to

powerful blow to her neck in the next moment, causing

easy. His thoughts were consumed by vivid images of Amanda standing

it filled him

his office and smoked several packs of cigarettes. The smell of tobacco

the room.

close to 4 a.m. when he received that desperate call from Amanda that he

to suspect that something was terribly amiss. The call

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to Amanda

Simon not even

as he looked at his phone. He attempted to redial, but

at him that something had gone

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

the way to the

intercom, “Mr. Winters, what brings you here again? Mr. Nicholson isn’t at home, and Miss Bailey isn’t here either.

the maid is home? Can something

at the video doorbell and asked, “Where did Simon go? Where did

asked to leave by Miss Lynch, and Mr.

was a tangled mess of a

grew increasingly impatient. “Who is Miss Lynch? Just explain

Lynch is Mr. Nicholson’s blind date. She’s quite

the puzzle. He turned on his heels and

her whereabouts. She was

on earth

boyfriend? Why is he on