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He clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead bulging, he should have killed that person!

But no matter how angry he was, Eleanor Hollis had already been taken away,

Half an hour later, as he was planning to leave in defeat, Hugo Quinn showed up here.

Nathaniel Quinn took a punch to the face, knocked to his knees.

Hugo Quinn sat on the sofa, squinting slightly.

"Where’s Eleanor?"

Nathaniel’s mouth was filled with the taste of blood, he felt a tooth loosening, this uncle really showed no rcy.

He couldn’t find Eleanor Hollis, nor did he want Hugo to find her, maybe it was better for that woman to disappear forever!

"Where is Eleanor?!"

Hugo kicked him aside, stomping hard on his chest.

He didn’t show the slightest rcy just because Nathaniel was a mber of the Quinton Family.

Nathaniel spat out a mouthful of blood, coughed a few tis, yet still refused to speak.

Hugo rarely saw this stubborn side of him, he slowly squatted down, grabbing Nathaniel’s shirt.

"How long do you think you can endure? Nathaniel, are you forcing to torture you?"

Nathaniel gritted his teeth and turned his face away harshly.

"Uncle, I can’t find Eleanor, and neither will you."

Hugo let him go, realizing Eleanor wasn’t here, he had Lan Yancy bring up a few people from downstairs, a few punches and they confessed everything.

A group of them imdiately boarded a helicopter, chasing in the direction of the driver.

Nathaniel lay on the ground, constantly coughing blood, a person nearby hurriedly put him in a car and drove down the mountain.

No one knew the driver’s identity, with Eleanor not in Nathaniel’s hands, Hugo began worrying about Eleanor’s safety, urging the driver to speed up.

The driver’s helicopter landed in Breyburn City, then he went to a bar and sold the unconscious Eleanor Hollis.

But just as he pocketed fifty thousand dollars and got in the car, he found several people surrounding him aggressively.

Startled, he hurriedly grabbed the gun from the seat and fired at them.

But they were professionally trained, easily dodging, then shot his arms.

The driver’s gun instantly fell to the ground.

Hugo slowly approached, carefully examining the person, indeed it was the one missing from the old residence.

Upon seeing Hugo’s face, the driver knew he was done for, turning pale.

"Kill him, go find Eleanor."

He spoke with a casual tone, as if discussing the weather.

The driver was terrified, continuously kowtowing on the ground, his arms covered in blood.

"Let go, please let go, I was forced into this!!"

His entire body was trembling, probably facing death for the first ti, a large wet patch ford on his pants.

Hugo couldn’t waste ti here, gestured to have the driver’s all traces in Breyburn City thoroughly investigated.

"Let’s move."

Hugo couldn’t wait to get in the car, ordering the driver to head towards the bar.

By that ti, Eleanor Hollis was already awake, but her head was throbbing, even her neck was aching painfully.

"Oh, you’re awake, surely worth fifty thousand bucks, clean her up and have her start receiving custors."

The man’s voice carried a deliberate seduction, and a few people imdiately moved towards Eleanor Hollis.

The drugs were still affecting Eleanor, her body weak, but knowing her situation, she staggered back, grabbed a beer bottle nearby, smashed it, and held it in front.

The n, seeing her futile resistance, laughed.

Many girls first coming to the bar didn’t want to do such things, but after a beating, they all complied, she’s just being stubborn.

"The drugs are still in effect, just a paper tiger, get her under control first, then talk."

The beer bottle in Eleanor’s hand was quickly snatched away, and a brutal slap landed on her face, causing her head to tilt, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

She gritted her teeth, suppressing any sound, glaring fiercely at the man.

"Oh, still tough, try looking at and I’ll gouge your eyes out!"

He raised his hand, another slap that made Eleanor’s head buzz, could it be a concussion?

"Stop being ungrateful, letting you work here is because you’re pretty, if you don’t cooperate, I’ll take you right now!!"

Eleanor covered her face, retreating a few steps.

She had no idea where she was, the way they spoke didn’t sound like people from Serenford, could she have left Serenford?

Realizing this possibility, her face turned pale instantly.

Serenford was Hugo’s turf, as long as Hugo noticed sothing was wrong, he would definitely co to her rescue, but outside Serenford, she didn’t know if she could survive to return!

Her eyes flickered, and she softly spoke.

"I can receive custors, but I need a shower first, I’ve been on the road these days, filthy all over, don’t you fear scaring the custors?"

The n exchanged glances, then laughed, thinking she was tough, but caved in after a few threats.

"Take her to bathe!"

As soon as the man spoke, two won ca in, leading her, one on each side, to the designated bathing area.

"Finish quickly, fix your face too, put on more makeup so no one notices."

The won handed her a revealing outfit, along with so cheap costics, Eleanor felt using them would surely ruin her skin.

In the bathroom, she found a small window, but it was high.

She grabbed a stool, climbed up, discovering the outside was a corridor, but still part of the bar.

She gritted her teeth, raised her hands, and forcibly broke the glass.

The window’s edges were lined with glass shards, likely to prevent girls from escaping.

Her hands were covered in blood, and after making a space to pass through, she lifted herself, enduring the pain, slowly raising her body out.

The corridor was empty, her waist being sliced by the glass shards, bleeding all over, she felt close to becoming a blood person.

"Boom!"

She crashed onto the floor, a wave of pain struck instantly, her face turning pale.

Still, Eleanor didn’t pause, realizing this wasn’t Serenford, she couldn’t rely on anyone, had to save herself!

She leaned on the wall, quietly moving inside, overhearing ambiguous noises, she peeked, discovering a room with an open door.

She needed to change clothes, treat her wounds, otherwise she’d be captured imdiately stepping out.

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