The Billionaire's Unexpected Proposal by Samantha

Chapter

172

Sandra paced back and forth in her room and glanced at her phone every few seconds. The silence was thick, and it was heavy on her nerves.

She had been waiting for over an hour now since Derek dropped her off. All she wanted was to hear that Evelyn had been captured. Her heart burned with hatred like never before for Evelyn, and she wanted the worst possible humiliation and death for her.

She clenched her fists, impatient, as she finally gave in to her frustration and dialed the number.

The line rang twice before the hitman answered, "Yes?"

Sandra's voice was tense, barely concealing her irritation. "Do you have any news?"

There was a pause on the other end before the man responded, his voice calm but cautious. "If I had, I would have called already.

As I told you the last time, she is still at the reunion. We're still waiting for her to leave. We will get her at the right moment."

Sandra's jaw tightened, and she fought the urge to snap. "I hope you do. I want to see Michael," she demanded. "Send me a video, or better yet, let's do a video call," she said, needing to focus on at least the part of her plan that was going well.

The hitman grunted, acknowledging her order. "Give me a minute." The line went quiet for a moment, and Sandra could hear faint shuffling sounds as he moved. She paced to her window, drumming her fingers against the sill, her eyes narrowing as she watched the night sky.

Finally, the call switched to video, and the image flickered to life on her screen. The video showed a dimly lit, musty-looking storage room in a warehouse. The camera tilted down, revealing Michael slumped in a chair. His wrists were tied to the armrests with thick rope, and his head hung low, chin to his chest. A piece of duct tape was plastered across his mouth, and for a moment, he looked unconscious, his body limp.

Sandra leaned closer to her phone, her eyes gleaming with a cold, cruel satisfaction. "Did you knock him out?" she asked, her voice low and almost amused.

The hitman nodded, shifting the camera slightly to give her a better view. "I did. Just enough to keep him quiet."

to a menacing whisper. "And make sure she is in worse shape than the fool is. Do whatever you want with her... just don't kill her until I arrive. I want her last sight to be

a curt nod.

her phone onto the bed, feeling a twisted sense of anticipation, imagining

her car key. She

lively chatter from inside gradually faded behind her. She wrapped her arms around herself, glancing back at the warmly lit

hurrying over to her with a bag of leftover desserts. She slipped her arm through Evelyn's as they walked toward the parking lot

not careful around you, I'm going to become obese soon," she said as she took the bag from her,

So, you're going

a soft smile. "Yes, Ray. I'll tell him," she said, her voice reassuring, though

be fine, Evie. You know that, right? Derek loves you more than anything;

from her friend's confidence. "Yeah. I know that.

nothing to thank me for," Rayna said as

eyes scanning the nearby cars as she escorted Evelyn

car.

together when she spotted a car that looked sort of familiar at the other side of the parking

that he was going back to the sea," Evelyn said, and Rayna looked away from the car to focus

as they got Evelyn's car, and then

the familiar face of Evelyn's bodyguard. "Just wanted to be sure you are the one in there," Rayna said

ride"" Rayna said, relieved. She looked at Evelyn, giving her one last smile. "Call me

Evelyn promised, offering a gentle wave as Rayna stepped back

car.

car pulled

it disappeared before turning to return inside the bakery so she could lock up the place and go home. But as she turned, she didn't see the car