When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 60 The Ambush in the Black Market

Chapter 60 The Ambush in the Black Market

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Security in the black market was strict. Every person who entered had to be searched for weapons or anything dangerous-the place’s safety was too sensitive.

After Jensen and Hansel were checked, Hansel pointed down a narrow street. “Mr. Luke, they say Miss Natalie’s ashes were seen inside a shop at the far end of this street.”

“Go! Take me there!”

The moment Jensen heard a lead on Natalie’s ashes, he strode off quickly toward the street.

But he hadn’t gone far when a burlap sack dropped from above, yanking tight around him.

Before he could react, a storm of fists and boots rained down, pounding him from every direction.

“Ah! Who-who’s hitting me?”

Jensen fought to break free, but every move only made the blows harsher.

At some point, the whole street had been cleared. Hansel was seized too, gagged and blindfolded, dragged away by force.

Baron’s eyes glinted coldly in the shadows.

He’d grown up in the slums, thrown into the streets while still a boy. By the time he was a teenager, he was running with gangs. He knew exactly where to hit a man so the pain cut deep without leaving permanent damage.

Truthfully, his first instinct was to end Jensen here and now with a single strike.

was the man who broke Natalie’s heart, who left her for dead in the fire. Even killing him

Jensen and Sharon had to be dealt with

from

didn’t hold back. Each punch landed heavy, each kick sharp. Jensen cursed through gritted teeth, his cries

his life, Jensen had never

any guts, let me out and fight me one-on-one!”

the sack.

“Fight you? You’ve watched too many TV dramas. If I’m here to take you down, why would I let you out?

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word was crude, totally unfitting for someone as poised as Baron. But right now, nothing

tried to bait his attacker into speaking, hoping to recognize the voice. But the use

the hell are you? Do you dare give me your name? Only cowards hide like

milking Natalie’s designs for your fortune, while smiling and signing a marriage license with your crush. Sweet as honey. And when Natalie wasn’t useful anymore? You burned her

fury mounted with every

Natalie must have been, to ever love

seemed to know. “Who are you? What’s your connection to

reason: to find Natalie’s ashes. And this man spoke like he knew

sack, struggling with desperate

moment, his strength even pressed

drove

Jensen gave a low groan,

sack off, crouching over him. Jensen’s body was covered in bruises, blue and purple blotches everywhere. Finally, the sight

dropped to Jensen’s

the light, was a pair