When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 197

Chapter 197 A Kiss on His Check

On the balcony, Noel stand holding his phone to hiser

After only a few seconds, a warm, anased voice came though. “Finally, Noel, I’ve been waiting for your call.”

Everything had become clear Damian was beband Whitney’s abduction. He had orchestrated it all and was likely expecting thisrali. “We need intalk, “Noel’s voice was icy, devoid of emotion.

“Of course. But you’ll come alone. No tricks. If you pull anything, Tran’t guarantee her safety.” Damian sounded calm as if he already had the

“Walt for my instructions.”

The call ended

Nael lowered the phone, glancing at hal

Two minutes later, a test came through with an address and

laptop. As expected, there was no signal trace of flamban’s location–he’d covered his tracks well.

upper hand

The abandoned factory’s lack of windows made it impossible to tell how long, Whitney

Samente brought food periodically, but her hands were never untied, so the meals were always simple had or plain buns, fed directly into her mouth.

the next meal came, another piece of stale horad was affered to her. Whitney turned her head away, frustration boiling

plan to keep me tied up like

the bread didn’t respond.

tood. “I’m done eating this garbage!

dare mistreat her, nor did they

I’m not eating it” she yelled, her voice echoing through the empty

to leave with the bread untouched in

her gaze fixed in the door. This time, she noticed something:

thought the couldn’t escape with

cold, dusty floor,

had a broken, jagged rip–sharp enough to

maneuvering her bound

as blood began to bead. But

outside stopped her

Damian had arved.

couldn’t make it

measured tone as he spoke to someone outside the door.

raised her voice, shouting, “Dandan! Do you call this love? Starving me and keeping me

swing open.

a navy blue suit and polished shoes that contrasted sharply with the dingy surroundings. He stepped toward

said softly,

trust these people to take proper care of you. Tell me, what do you

forced herself to maintain der anger.

don’t want food! I went out of here! I want tú ra shower and

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