Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

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.”

Capebatt University to pick up Mr. Middleton. I’ll have

bump for encouragement

up her documents and

taxis available on the road. Therefore, she had to

looked down at her phone. The sun was too bright she had to use her hand

came screeching to a halt in

she knew, the van door swung open, and four hands reached out to grab her

thud. Emelie’s mind was still reeling as her body struggled. Her

do you want! What do you want! Let me

dragged her inside. The van door slammed shut,

about two minutes. Not only was no one around to witness

like abduction, mountains, beatings, tape, and breeding machines, all phrases she heard from news reports. Her face turned as pale as a ghost.

it couldn’t be. No way.

shouted through the window without

and cursed. “Be quiet! Or

fear peaked. She had never felt such despair.

bound her hands and feet so