Chapter 515 Ransom

Emelie was reluctant to recall the events of that day. In fact, she had trouble remembering much about it.

Some people would unconsciously choose to forget and avoid painful and frightening events as a form of self–protection. After all, emotional pain could be just as severe as physical suffering

What Emelie did remember was that it was summer. She had been swamped with tasks, working overtime for nearly half a month, and even having to sleep at the office for a few nights.

There was one particular morning where she had met clients, signed contracts, attended meetings with the marketing department to discuss plans, and organized William’s schedule for the next week based on priorities and connections.

When she went to his office for final confirmation, she couldn’t find him.

Ashton happened to pass by, and she asked. “Ashton, where is Mr. Middleton?”

“Did you forget, Emelie? Today is Capebatt University’s new student welcome event. Mr. Middleton was invited and has taken Fabian with him,” she replied.

Oh, right, she remembered now.

Emelie tapped her forehead with the documents. “I’ve been feeling dizzy lately like I might vomit. Everything seems so confusing.”

Ashton smiled. “It’s that time of year again for semi–annual calculations, I’m feeling dizzy too. It’ll be better once we get through this.”

pick up Mr. Middleton. I’ll have him confirm the schedule on the way back, or I won’t be able to move forward with the

her a fist bump for encouragement before going on

her documents and headed downstairs

no taxis available on the road. Therefore, she had to book a

phone. The sun was too bright she had to use her

came screeching to a halt in front of her. She instinctively took a step back

van door swung open, and four hands reached out to grab her and pull

thud. Emelie’s mind was still reeling as her body struggled. Her legs were bracing against

do you want! What do you want! Let me go. Help! Help! Help.. Mmm!”

man in the van covered her mouth and forcefully dragged her inside. The van door

one around

mind raced with keywords like abduction, mountains, beatings, tape, and breeding machines, all phrases she

couldn’t be.

the window

cursed. “Be quiet!

fear peaked. She

her hands and feet

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