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.

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“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.

laugh, looking straight into her eyes.

you right!”

widened in shock, her struggles ceasing

joyful

I can’t stand you. How stupid are you to think

much, and here

the man, “You better

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

more time. Not sure how long I

can buy you ten,

man, anxious at her words, seemed to hurry

stalling,

piece of work. I’ve been ostracized because of her and I hate her guts.

it’s like to

feeling must be intense.”

a cruel kid, but I’ll do as

best.” Then she turned

the orphanage.

in terror, still struggling, her

deaf ears.

orphanage, barely crossing

knees and elbows

the pain. But she got up, dusted herself off, her

still trembling.

the director’s office, Bryson emerged,

asked urgently, “What’s

clutched his shirt tightly, her

“Call the cops.”

Bryson paused, puzzled, “What?”

Yasmine repeated,

to attention and

taken by a man

eyes bulged.

Want her to die?!” Yasmine’s voice spiked with

the director’s

the director quickly pulled out

help.

and moved to the director’s desk,

pencil, she began sketching.

—

arrived, Yasmine

director’s chair, still

man. I have never seen him before,” she

overwhelmed, “What’s he thinking, snatching

What ransom could

looking up, “He was after Serana

but to kill

wobbled, and Bryson, as if recalling something,

you say someone was inquiring about that child a

ago?”

nodded, visibly flustered, “I didn’t expect

their exchange, Yasmine continued, “The guy had

walk or a getaway to another

orphanage west, mountains opposite. No

delivery was calm and methodical, her young face devoid of

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