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.

Yasmine began to laugh, looking straight

you right!”

widened in shock, her struggles ceasing as she

joyful expression,

How stupid are you to think I’d

much, and here you are, expecting my

to the man, “You better

notice she’s missing. I’ll head back and cover for her,

Not sure how long I

check on her, but I can buy

anxious at her words, seemed to

stalling, I hope

because of

it’s like to be abandoned, all alone. Especially

feeling must be intense.”

but I’ll do as

the best.” Then she turned and ran

the orphanage.

watched her leave in terror, still struggling, her muffled

deaf ears.

barely crossing the threshold before her

and elbows hitting

dusted herself

still trembling.

director’s office,

asked urgently, “What’s

shirt tightly, her knuckles

“Call the cops.”

Bryson paused, puzzled, “What?”

Yasmine repeated,

attention and asked,

by a man at

eyes bulged.

her to die?!”

by the director’s sluggish

by her intensity, the director quickly pulled out his

help.

and moved to the director’s desk, grabbing paper

pencil, she began sketching.

—

police arrived, Yasmine

director’s chair,

the man. I have never

overwhelmed, “What’s he thinking, snatching her right

What ransom could we

“He

to kill

Bryson, as if recalling something,

say someone was inquiring about that child a few

ago?”

director nodded, visibly flustered, “I didn’t

continued, “The guy had no car.

a walk or a getaway to another district. Dead

opposite. No

delivery was calm and methodical, her young face devoid

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