The Barrister's Love in Town

Chapter 474 Locked in the Basement

Amanda, her mind in complete disarray, couldn’t believe the kidnapper’s phone was found in her room-how was that even possible?

“Amanda, even if you despise me, you shouldn’t do this. I was really scared. Do you know how terrifying the kidnapper was? I almost got killed…” Rosie sobbed, leaning into her brother’s embrace.

Taylor sighed and comforted his sister, “It’s okay. It’s okay now.”

“You two go back to the car!” Elias ordered the two without turning his head around.

“Eli, don’t be too harsh on Amanda. Maybe… she was just confused for a moment. I believe she wouldn’t do something like this when she’s in her right mind…” Rosie shouted toward Elias’ back in a feigned sympathetic tone while Taylor pulled her away, leaving behind the rainy, gloomy, and damp-smelling factory.

Rosie looked back at the man’s angry silhouette, unable to suppress a smirk.

As the footsteps of the Momsey siblings grew distant, Elias walked step by step toward Amanda, his gaze reminiscent of someone looking at a lunatic.

Amanda kept shaking her head, her feet pushing back involuntarily, tears streaming down her pale face. “It wasn’t me. I’m not the kidnapper, I really am not…”

“What do you mean ‘not?’ The evidence is conclusive. What do you want all this money for?!” Elias grabbed Amanda by the neck, his anger not directed at the ten million in cash but at Amanda’s motives.

With the slightest mistake, Rosie could’ve been killed. Did Amanda really want to kill Rosie?

“Why don’t you believe me? I told you I came here because of that phone call, the one who called me during the day. He said you were injured, so I came here!”

“How do you explain the kidnapper’s phone and SIM card in your room then? What about that voice changer?”

“Those aren’t mine; someone must be trying to frame me!” Amanda’s mind raced, but she couldn’t figure out who would want to set her up.

initially thought the caller was her enemy, but now it seemed that it seemed more

killed her outright But now, they were trying to drive a

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this was.

dragged her away from the abandoned factory, reeking of mold.

again, and the raindrops grew larger. It seemed that this rain wouldn’t

of me!” Amanda struggled, attempting to pull her hand. away, but

slammed his foot on the gas pedal, speeding away in the heavy

siblings stood there,

can’t leave us behind! What about us?!”

go. It’s pouring rain, and you’ve been through quite a scare. Go home, take a hot shower, and

I’m not going back. I

fight. Are you planning to mediate? What if you get injured in the process? Don’t intervene

agitated; it might cause his wound

go. If he didn’t drive her there, she might just brave the rain and walk there herself.

Amanda onto the living room couch after taking her back

his master about to get physical with a

had no choice but to

couch, tears streaming down her lace Above, thunder rumbled louder and louder and in front of her was the menacing figure

escape.

pressed her down on the couch, his face contorted in anger. “What else can’t you

was lying to him, and the child might not even be his, hence

told you it wasn’t me! Why don’t

There’s concrete evidence and witnesses. How can I believe you? Have you really become this ruthless,