Chapter 641
On a deserted island along the coast, a dilapidated wooden house was hidden within the dense woods.
Taya was tied to the stool with several layers of adhesive tape tightly stuck to her lips.
The suffocation slowly woke her up from the coma.
Opening her eyes, she saw more than twenty ferocious, bulky-looking men surrounding her.
They had a tall and sturdy build as they held onto iron rods, daggers and other crime tools in hand.
Sunlight poured in through the gaps in the wooden house, falling on the polished surface of the daggers, reflecting with a ray of silvery white light.
The dazzling light pierced Taya’s eyes, instigating panic…
Her instinctive reaction was to struggle, only to find that her hands and feet were tied, rendering her at a loss of moving the slightest.
“Don’t waste your energy, you’ll never be able to escape…”
The man with the scar moved through the crowd, walking over stepping on his heavy leather boots.
At the sight of the scarred man, Taya came to the instant. realization that they were after Greyson.
She had lied to the scarred man that Greyson, whom she lodged
a report against at the police station, was Steve Parry. Only then had she been able to get away with her unconvincing trick on the
spot.

She never would have expected the scarred man to realize that he was deceived in such a short time, and by avoiding bodyguards of
the manor, tied and locked her up in who knew where it was.
Taya racked her brain for a way as she watched the man stepping
toward her…
They kidnapped her, probably to pry who Greyson was.
As long as she insisted on never meeting Greyson, Griffon would
be safe.
After she came to learn about the purpose of the kidnap, the
sense of panic for the unknown faded away.
Yet, seeing how they were holding onto daggers and sticks, she
figured that she would undoubtedly suffer some torture when she
was being interrogated…
With her brows drawn to a frown, she put her mind into coming up with a solution to fool the group around, making sure that she
would suffer minimal harm when…
The wooden house creaked with a push from the outside. A man in a suit and leather shoes with a pair of shiny sunglasses stepped
in.
Although his eyes were covered, Taya could still recognize
who he was, Elder Thorin, a former chairman of Midwest Packs
Corporation.
Seeing Elder, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, an
oddly strange feeling…
She figured that it was probably because she had worked in his
company that she found him familiar.
It was just that she had never expected the man behind the
kidnap in an attempt to pr od Greyson’s whereabouts to be Elder. Why would he be searching for Greyson?
Seeing Elder, the man with the scar was quick to react by sending his underling to fetch a chair over and place it in front of Taya…
After Elder took his seat, he withdrew a cigar, lit it up and put it in his mouth. While biting the cigar, he jutted his chin toward the
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