The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 543 The Trap Closes

“Let me go! Let me go right now!”

Adeline trembled with fury, thrashing against the men’s iron grips.

But the bodyguards restraining her were trained fighters. Her strength was nothing compared to theirs.

“Rob, Evan… can I go now?” Tracy’s voice was small, hesitant.

“Get out!” Evan snapped.

The word was harsh, but to Tracy it was salvation. She exhaled in relief–she was safe.

Still, when she passed Adeline, her steps faltered. Her voice dripped with helplessness and guilt. “Huíhuí, don’t blame me. I didn’t have a choice.”

“If I didn’t lure you here, they said they’d take me instead… and they’d record it. Photos, videos. My life would be over. I couldn’t let that happen. I’m sorry… I’m so, so sorry.”

She bowed her head and hurried out.

Adeline almost laughed.

So Tracy’s life was worth saving, but hers could be thrown to the wolves? Her body, her dignity —fair trade for Tracy’s peace?

Bitterness flooded her chest. She wanted to laugh, but her eyes betrayed her, stinging red.

She knew she couldn’t fight free. She stopped struggling, fumbling instead for her phone.

meant to dial the police. But when she unlocked it, her trembling fingers slipped, and she hit

Lily.

chaos, Lily needed rest. She

was

phone, she’d

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as she forced the words out, “Lily, call

hand, smirking as he strode out. He’d toss it somewhere else in the club, leaving no

venom curling in his tone. “You were so unruly last time. Don’t you think it’s time to make amends? Have a

Her pulse spiked.

her drink every bottle on

of liquor–strong white spirits, more

Her tolerance was nonexistent. One glass was enough to drop her. Forced to drink them all, she would die before she

even the

her down on the sofa. Fingers dug into her jaw, forcing her mouth open as burning liquor poured

her gagging coughs, Rob’s greasy chuckle oozed. “When she starts serving us later, we’ll get it all on camera. Nice and clear. With those videos, if she doesn’t want her foster parents, her sister, her coworkers, her friends to see-” His grin widened. “-then

variety, cruelty,

idea of filming had

obsessed with her family’s respect. With blackmail in hand, they could control her

amusement–a night

intoxicating. That cold, elegant face edged with sultry allure–she could keep them entertained for

Perfect for trading favors, for

they

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