The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 713 Its Own Price

Lysander had been in the darkness for too long, so when she was suddenly exposed to the blinding light, she instinctively squinted. Once her eyes had adjusted slightly, she found herself facing a few individuals who looked like thugs.

The people who had previously kidnapped the children were not here.

Lysander asked hoarsely, “Where are the kids?”

The person standing at the forefront appeared to be the leader of the thugs. His gaze carried an unsettling

from head to toe. “Thoseaziness as he tilted his head and sized up Lysander

three brats are safe and sound somewhere else. We’re here to keep you company. As expected of the woman who caught Josiah’s eye. You’re quite a beauty. But those three kids can’t all be yours with Josiah, right? It’s hard to tell from your figure.”

The remark he made was rather crude, causing the thugs beside him to burst into uproarious laughter.

What fate would a young and beautiful woman meet if she fell into the hands of a gang? When Lysander thought

throat tightened instantly of the reports she had seen in the social news, her

In times like these, the only option was to cope with shifting events.

yet they didn’t dare to truly touch her. She was certain they had their reservations. Deciding to

all this talking is pointless. Since she’s Josiah’s

eyeing Lysander with interest. They were eager

“What if Josiah finds out? If he retaliates, we might not even know how we die. I heard that someone who offended him before vanished without a trace.”

occasionally

of the situation. I veander straightened

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nails. Due to her professional habits, she always kept her nails polished and neat, never expecting that it would hinder her

nails to the point of breaking, she couldn’t manage to fray the rope even

woman. Ms. Lanister already stated that once we’re done, we’ll toss her into the sea to feed the fish. If Josiah can’t find her, how will he know we’ve touched her? Are you all scared? Then let me

he reached out, intending to

whiff of the smoke emanating

nauseous.

urge to vomit, she asked, “Can the Lanister family

was merely a faint trace of tobacco, entirely different from this person.

actions. His eyes lit up as he asked, “Are you planning to

well aware of the manipulative nature of these people, who would exploit any sign of weakness. She knew full well that showing any fear would make her an easy target. Maintaining her

said impatiently, “What does this have to do with you? Let’s just talk about money. Don’t bring up anything