Chapter 49

Irene decided that she would be out online if she kept her place as Mrs. Jefferson.

Nearby, the leaves on a tree were rustling from the touch of a slightly chill breeze. It was the early days of autumn, and the sun was much milder.

Tightening her clothes, she hurried along, having planned to cook dinner for Isaac tonight before asking for a divorce.

That was when a car suddenly screeched to a halt, blocking her path while several men quickly alighted. Without saying a word, one of them pulled a black sack over her head while another clasped a hand over her mouth, dragging her into the car before speeding off.

“Oof-” Irene was immobile and completely under their control. There was no telling how long had passed when she was finally dragged out of the car. Although the black sack still kept her blind, no one was keeping her from talking. “Who are you people? Why did you kidnap me?” “CLOUD B, 778VQ-that’s your car, isn’t it?” “Yes,” Irene replied. Her mother had spent all her savings to buy her that SUV when she got a job, saying that it was to make going to work convenient. She had always been driving it as well, but left it at Spencer Mansion ever since she married Isaac.

“What’s the-”

her question, however, one of the men kicked her viciously, and she curled

“Who are you people…?” She was trembling and sweating bullets, barely having the strength to

driven

SUV was registered under your

foot then launched toward

her child. She could feel the dull pain in her belly already. “Don’t you know who

 

wish!”

was hate and despair in her eyes, even as she murmured through her pale lips, “You mean… Isaac Jefferson?” “Who do you think you are, saying his name?!” Nonetheless, the man stopped when they saw her bleeding between her legs-their orders were to give the culprit a lesson

her in the middle of

The call was soon answered, and she sobbed, “Save me… You have to save my children.” “Where are you?!” Zachary asked urgently. Irene feebly pulled the black sack off her face and looked around it was a wasteland, so she had no idea. “Send me your location.” Irene quickly did so, and as she waited for Zachary, she tried her best to keep herself stable, but she was already bleeding down her legs. Knowing that nothing could

in a bad shape. He scooped her up in his arms, striding forward while

noticed that her pants

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