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.

laugh, looking straight into

you right!”

eyes widened in shock, her struggles ceasing as

seemingly joyful

knows I can’t stand you. How stupid are you

you so much, and here you

to the man, “You better scoot. They’ll do roll

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

how long I

can

words, seemed to hurry

stalling, I

because of her and I hate her

it’s like to be abandoned, all

feeling must be intense.”

cruel kid, but I’ll do

best.” Then she turned and

the orphanage.

in terror, still struggling,

deaf ears.

the orphanage, barely crossing the threshold

she collapsed, knees and elbows hitting the ground hard,

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

still trembling.

director’s office, Bryson emerged, and

asked

shirt

“Call the cops.”

Bryson paused, puzzled, “What?”

repeated, “Call

attention and asked, “What

by a man at

director’s eyes

for?! Want her to die?!” Yasmine’s

the director’s sluggish

her intensity, the director quickly pulled

help.

go of Bryson and moved to the director’s

pencil, she began sketching.

—

time the police arrived, Yasmine had regained her composure, sitting

director’s chair, still

know the man. I have never seen him

he thinking, snatching her right at

could

“He was after Serana

to

the director wobbled, and Bryson,

director, “Didn’t you say someone was inquiring about that

ago?”

“I didn’t expect something like

continued, “The

or a getaway to another district.

No place to

and methodical, her young face devoid of

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