The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 433

In an abandoned warehouse, the thick smell of paint filled the air, stinging the eyes. Machines buzzed ominously, filling the space with a low, constant hum.

Maeve was yanked by the hair and thrown to the ground, her knee scraping hard against the rough floor as blood trickled down. She held back a cry, refusing to show weakness.

"Hard to believe that spineless Henry fathered such a tough daughter," one of the men sneered.

"Years ago, your father promised to share the jewelry with us, then ran off with it. Since you're his daughter, you must know where the rest is hidden."

Maeve clenched her fists, forcing herself to think despite the pain in her knee. She knew she couldn't overpower them, especially since the self-defense bracelet Will had modified for her had fallen off in the struggle. All she could do now was stall. "Henry abandoned me over twenty years ago," Maeve said, trying to keep her voice steady. "The police already seized some of the jewelry he had. Oply Henry knows where the rest is. I'm not the person you're looking for."

The men didn't buy it, crowding closer. "Don't waste our time with lies. Either tell us the truth, or things will get very ugly for you," one demanded.

Maeve bit her lip. "Fine. The truth is, before Henry disappeared, he sent me some packages. The jewelry was hidden in those, and it's at my house. Don't hurt me, and I'll give it all to you."

The men exchanged looks, seemingly considering it. For a moment, Maeve thought her bluff might work. But then the leader's expression darkened, and he slapped her hard.

"Think you can fool us? Lying will only make this worse!" he said, snarling.

reeled,

gave

her away.

the leader ordered

wooden table, where they strapped her arms and legs with iron restraints The buzzing sound grew louder as a switch flipped. Looking up, she saw the source, a large chainsaw, its cold blade hovering menacingly overhead. Maeve's heart sank as the hum

sure you get it. Why waste time with this? Besides, what my father stole isn't

Your father's betrayal put a target on your back. Since we couldn't find him, you're here to pay his debt," one

into that family," another added with a cruel grin. "So, what's it gonna be, a

turned numb as fear strangled her. She wanted to

more inches, close enough now that she could feel the cold air from its blade. She broke into a sweat,

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flowing the chainsaw. The saw continued to sway above her, Inching closer as dread settled deep

just inches from her face. Her vision began to fade, and an uncontrollable fear took over, making her body go numb until she was barely conscious, No one, no matter how strong, could stay calm facing death like this. The only sound Macve could hear was the relentless buzz of

then, the

been laughing at Macve's terror froze, feeling the cold press

hell are you?" one of

the shadows, half-hidden in a black trench coat. His narrow, dark

bed, his face tightened a red glint flashing at the corners of his eyes, and his grip