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.

affered to her. Whitney turned her head away,

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

the bread

tood. “I’m done eating this garbage! I

woman. They didn’t dare mistreat her, nor did

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

no choice but to leave with the bread

watched him go, her gaze fixed in the door.

thought the couldn’t escape with her hands and feet

cold, dusty floor, inching toward a pile of rusted steel rods..

broken, jagged rip–sharp enough to cut through

aposted her position, awkwardly maneuvering her bound hands

shot through her wrist as blood began to bead. But she gritted her teeth, ignoring the sting, and repositioned the rope, determined to saw

stopped her movements.cold.

Damian had arved.

as the realized she couldn’t make it back to her original spot in time.

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

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

swing open.

that contrasted sharply with the dingy surroundings. He stepped toward her, crouching low to

dirty again,” he said softly,

to take proper care of you. Tell me, what do you want to eat? I’ll have it

forced herself to maintain der

don’t want food! I went out of here! I want

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