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.

affered to her. Whitney turned

her voice sharp, “Does he plan to keep me tied up like this

the bread didn’t respond.

stale tood. “I’m done eating this garbage! I want water!

didn’t dare mistreat her, nor did they have the authority to make decisions.

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

leave with the bread untouched in his

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

escape with her hands and feet

dusty floor, inching toward a pile of rusted steel

broken, jagged rip–sharp enough to cut through

her position, awkwardly maneuvering her

blood began to bead. But she gritted her teeth, ignoring the sting, and

stopped her movements.cold.

Damian had arved.

she couldn’t make it back

of footsteps grew louder, accompanied by Damian’s smooth, measured tone as

voice, shouting, “Dandan! Do you call this love? Starving me and keeping me tied up like an animal

swing

that contrasted sharply with the dingy surroundings.

all dirty again,” he said softly, brushing the

take proper care of you. Tell me, what do you want to

herself to maintain der anger.

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

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