Victor Ferreira, the branch depoty general manager
She had suspected someone inside the company was involved, but hadn’t considered him.
“How rude, tying up our delicate Miss Whitmore like this,
Victor’s tone feigned concern as he stepped imble, closed the door, and switched on the light–a dim bull covered in cobwebs.
In the faint light, Charlotte finally say her surroundings clearly
A dining table, sofa, and TV stand–resembling an old fashioned living room.
The place was thick with dust and spider webs, clearly abandoned for ye
She returned her attention to Victor, fixing him with an icy glare.
“My, what a fierce look” he continued swing, reaching out to stroke her face.
Charlotte jerked her head away in disgust.
Goosebumps instantly spread across her skin.
Victor rubbed his fingers together, savoring the softness of her skin before bringing them to his nose. “Such a meet scent. Throwing such a beautiful
woman to the sea would be such a waste.”
Charlotte’s eyes widened in terror.
The four she had so recently experienced came flooding back, gripping her heart.
The difference was that this time she was fully conscious.
She desperately struggled against the ropes binding her hands and feet. Her violent movements caused the already decaying wooden chair to crack–one leg suddenly breaking.
The chair thed, and she crashed to the floor.
Dust few up, entering her nostrils. She needed to cough but couldn’t with the tape over her mouth. The suppressed reflex made her face turn crimson, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Victor crouched down excitedly. “So eager, already lying down for me?”
His hand moved to her calf, deliberately sliding upward, relishing her helplessness, terror, tears, and despair. The more he watched, the stronger his desire to violate her gre
I’ve changed my mind. Instead of throwing you into the sea, I keep you here. Whenever I’m in the mood, I’ll come by for some fun–experience the CEO’s pleasure for myself.”
Charlotte glared at him with furious eyes.
Don’t be so resistant. We’re all servicing men in the end. I may not be as young or handsome as the CEO, but this way you get to live. What’s more important than staying alive?”
After a few seconds, she looked up at him with misty
Despicable scum! Trying to manipulate her!
But suddenly, Charlotte grew calm. She lowered her eyes appearing to consider his proposition. After a eyes and nodded
His hand paused at her waist. “You agree?”
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Charlotte nodded again.
The appratance of someone choosing survival.
She tied her head toward the staircase behind her, then looked down at the floor, shaking her bead with a pitiful expression.
Her meaning was clear: I want to go up airs, not on this four.
Understood. I don’t want to do it on this dirty, hard floor either.” The thought of och an exquisite woman servicing him like a prostitute sent his Hood rushing south, shutting down his tational thinking
He mied the ropes around her feet, then started on her hands.
Halfway through his phone rang. He red it, letting contine ringin
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After freeing her hands, he remained cautions, fashioning a loop from the rope and placing it armund her neck to prevent escape.
“Let’s go upstairs”
The palled her up from the chair and led her inward the stairs,
Charlotte followed obediently.
She noticed his phone kept ringing and guessed that Zarek and Rex not only knew she was missing but had likely identified him as a suspect.
Perhaps….they were already nearby.
Charlotte was led to the second floor.
The beast behind her tried the hallway light switch, but nothing happened. Cursing, he took out his phone–still ringing–and angrily hung up before turning on the flashlight app.
During this time, Charlotte carefully surveyed the second floor, a straight corridor with windows on both sides, old fashioned double hung windows One pane was broken Julging from the entrance orientation and the wind blowing through, the broken window faced the wa
Her only chance to escape.
She pretended to stumble, taking a few unsteady steps toward one side of the hallway. He naturally followed, heading toward a room in that direction
From the moment he untied her ropes until they reached upstairs, the bad bren cooperative and complixar. Even when he was distracted with his phone, she hadn’t attempted to Dee
Apparently, sacrificing her body to save her life wasn’t too high a price…
Victor felt smug believing he had completely read Charlotte’s psychology
However, just as be relaxed his guard and happily pushed open a bedroom door, Charlotte suddenly slipped the loop from her neck raced to the windms, pushed it open, and jumped without hesitation
The entire sequence was swift and decisive, like a trained female operative.
Victor stood with his mouth agape, watching her leap
Only after hearing the splash as her body hit the water did he react, lunging to the window.
The darkness revealed nothing.
She had actually pumped into the sea…
His phone rang again.
This time, after letting it ring for several seconds, he answered, “Rex, I’m so sorry. I was driving, and my phone fell under the seat. What? Everyone’s dismissed if she can’t be found? This this. The CEO can’t do this! I know nothing about the situation–this is completely unfair to me
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He glanced toward the sea, his expression turning virintas.
Following Zarek’s instructions, Res said nothing more and hung up.
Victor stared at the disconnected call, then immediately dialed Olivia. He began stirring trouble. The been with the branch for years, and now the CEO is creating such a fuss ever a secretary? I’m baffled–what exactly is this Miss Whitmore to him that he cares so much?”
Olivia’s hands tightened on the steering wheel.
“Ms. Waldorf, we know nothing about the situation yet. Before we even arrive, he’s giving us these ultimatums What if what if Min Whitmore really has disappeared? Where are we supposed to look? We’re not the police! is thin different from a tyrant? Even if he’s infrared with her, we shouldn’t be sacrificed for it!”
Knowing about Olivia’s history with Zarek, he deliberately provoked her
Olivia cut him off: “Enough. We’ll discuss this when we meet at the factory”
“Ms. Waldorf! You were personally appointed by the Chairman. I suggest you call him now and ask him to control his sop
“Shut your m
your mouth! It’s not your place to create discord between father and sent handle this–you keep quiet and don’t say anyth
Olivia hung up, angrily throwing her phone onto the passenger seat.
Victor stared at his phone with a cold smile, knowing he had successfully angered Olivia. Even if he said nothing more, she would intervene on her
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He glanced back at the sea. “Beautiful lady, you chose death yourself. Don’t blame me.”
Zarek arrived at the factory.
Issac followed closely behind.
In the administrative building’s conference room, factory personnel and company officials who had received the news gathered, engaged in heated discussion.
The momem Zarek entered, the entire room fell silent.
