The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1887

The relentless prattle chasing after her quickened Yasmine’s steps even more.

“Mmm…hmm…”

Serana’s voice suddenly sounded strangled. Yasmine stopped dead in her

tracks, spun around, and saw Serana in a man’s grip, her mouth covered,

struggling fiercely. The eyes that met hers were filled with terror.

Yasmine’s brow furrowed deeply as she locked eyes with the assailant. He wore

a black baseball cap and a face mask, leaving only a pair of menacing eyes

visible, staring her down.

“Mind your own beeswax, or I’ll snatch you up too,” the man hissed.

Enter title…

“Mmm…help…”d2

All Serana could do was to flail, tears streaming from her eyes in fear. The terror

and helplessness in her eyes were palpable.

Yasmine understood all too well the fear and despair Serana was feeling.

Serana was begging for help, and she knew Jasmine despised her.

Serana’s plea was clear, and she was fully aware that Yasmine might not even

bother to respond, perhaps even taking pleasure in her predicament, finally rid

of her.

The kidnapper seemed jittery, scanning towards the orphanage entrance,

fumbling to drag Serana away. But in the struggle, Serana managed to pull

down the man’s mask. His face was briefly exposed before he quickly lowered

his head in panic.

Yasmine’s gaze flickered. They were still a distance from the entrance, and they

were currently right behind Bryson’s parked car. From the orphanage entrance,

it was a complete blind spot.

Even if she called for help, she knew she’d be silenced by the man before

making a sound. Other than Bryson’s car, there were no other vehicles around.

Her expression darkened, and she clenched her fists in her pockets, looking

back at Serana’s face. Most of it was covered by the man’s large hand, leaving

only her pleading eyes visible.

began to laugh, looking straight into

you right!”

in shock, her struggles ceasing as

joyful expression,

How stupid are you to think

and here you are, expecting

“You better scoot. They’ll do roll

head back

bit more time. Not sure how long I can stall since the

check on her, but I can buy

her words, seemed

return for my stalling,

ostracized because of her and I hate her guts.

it’s like to be abandoned, all

feeling must be intense.”

kid, but I’ll do as

You’re the best.” Then

the orphanage.

watched her leave in terror, still

deaf ears.

into the orphanage, barely crossing

knees and

got up, dusted

still trembling.

the director’s office, Bryson emerged, and seeing

he asked urgently,

shirt tightly,

“Call the cops.”

Bryson paused, puzzled, “What?”

Yasmine repeated, “Call the

to attention

a man at the

eyes

Want her to die?!” Yasmine’s voice

by the director’s

intensity, the director quickly pulled out his phone and

help.

moved to the director’s

pencil, she began sketching.

—

the time the police arrived, Yasmine had

director’s chair, still

don’t know the man. I have

overwhelmed, “What’s he thinking, snatching her

What ransom could we

lips pursed, not looking up, “He was after

but to kill

the director wobbled, and Bryson, as if recalling

was inquiring about that child

ago?”

director nodded, visibly flustered, “I didn’t expect something like

“The guy had no car. Too

a walk or a getaway to another district. Dead end to the north,

opposite. No place to go

was calm and methodical, her

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