"Ms. Eli, did I do sothing wrong? Why have you suddenly gone cold on ?" Steve looked genuinely puzzled. I didn’t respond, just checked the ti on my phone. It was already 12 at night. The streets were noticeably less crowded and deserted. Damon’s call ca through again. As I was about to answer, my hand was seized tightly. Steve, usually smooth as silk, was suddenly seething, "Co with !" "Let go of !" I jumped, shocked at Steve’s sudden change. He was strong, almost dragging towards his car. Occasional passersby didn’t dare to intervene. I had never encountered such a situation before, and my mind was a whirl. Rembering the call I had answered, I yelled out for help. Steve roughly shoved into his car and grabbed my phone, "Behave yourself!" In the driver’s seat, Ian was smoking. He glanced back at , his smile cruel, "Eliana, surprise or not?" "Ian, what are you up to?" I tried my best to stay calm. "You bitch, you cost my job and my fiancee. You left with nothing. How could I let you off the hook? Tonight, you’ll pay the price." Ian flicked his cigarette away and drove off. After who knows how long, we ended up at a dock. Ian and Steve dragged into a container warehouse. Before I could steady myself, a slap landed hard on my face. I felt a burning pain on my cheek, and everything went a bit dark. Steve brought over a chair. Ian tied to it tightly, hurling obscene insults at . "You have two choices." Ian held up two fingers, "First, give twenty million dollars as compensation. Second, we rape you, kill you, then dump your body into the ocea."
How did I never notice how ruthless Ian was? "Ian, you were with Sofia for so long, and she was so good to you. You wronged her. Don’t you think she deserved freedom? You screwed up, why bla ?" I stared at Ian. "What I do is none of your business!" Ian seed provoked by my words. He suddenly kicked to the ground. My head hit the floor hard, everything went blurry. Steve had no grudge against . He was probably in this just for the money, so he stopped Ian from hitting again, "Easy. Her money is better than her life." They helped up again. Ian aid my phone at , unlocked it with a face ID, opened the banking app, did so operations, set the amount, then asked for my password. "There’s a transfer limit. Can’t send twenty million at once." I gritted my teeth against the headache, trying to buy ti, "I can only send hundred thousand each ti. It would take multiple transfers." I was lying to Ian. He didn’t know the real limit of my bank account. Ian’s financial situation was modest and probably hadn’t made any large transfers, so he might take my word for it. Sure enough, he changed the transfer amount to hundred thousand. He would have to do this a hundred tis. "Transfer so to too." Steve said to Ian. They began to concentrate on the transfers. When they accidentally locked the screen, they had to ask to unlock it again. Every second they wasted was a glimr of hope for . I fixed my eyes on the warehouse door, my heart pounding, repeating a na silently: Damon. That last call I had with him was my only hope. Ian had lost his mind. Even if he got the money, he might still hurt . Suddenly, Ariel’s voice could be heard from outside, "Eliana? Eliana?" She spoke quietly, as if she was deliberately lowering her voice. "I’m here!!" I seized the opportunity and shouted back with all my strength. Ian and Steve, startled by the sudden turn of events, rushed to cover my mouth. The footsteps outside got closer, stopping right at the door. I couldn’t control my tears, hoping soone would kick open the door. But after a two-second pause, the footsteps hurriedly retreated. I heard Ariel’s voice, "Mr. Coleman, Dr. Jones, there’s no one here."
I was shocked and my whole body was stiff. What was Ariel talking about?! "Search sowhere else! What are you standing there for?" Damon’s voice was full of rage. I wanted to speak, but my mouth was tightly covered. I was almost suffocating, let alone shouting. My hope was like a fire in the dark, slowly dying out. Suddenly, a shrill ringtone broke the silence. Ian fumbled to get his phone out of his pocket, hung up the call, cursing, "F uck!" I seized the mont to scream, "Damon!!" Steve slapped furiously. I was on the verge of collapse. My mouth was split and bleeding. Just as they were about to gag with a cloth, the warehouse door was violently hit. "Bang!" The lock was smashed open. Damon kicked the door open, standing at the entrance like a wrathful god. Seeing , his anger reached boiling point. His eyes looked almost red. He stord in with a steel bar. Ian, scared white, was knocked to the ground before he could use as a hostage. Jones walked in too. Seeing my pitiful state, his usually calm face showed a grim anger. He grabbed Steve by the collar with one hand, took off his glasses with the other, put them in his pocket and threw a heavy punch. "Ah!!" The bloody violence scared Ariel into screaming. She backed away, as if afraid of getting blood on her. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Cooper and Mitch also arrived. They were both surprised at what was happening. Ariel dashed behind Cooper, clutching his sleeve. The sight of her fear was heartrending. Mitch, on the other hand, sprang into action imdiately. He spun around and barked at the guys outside, "Go in and hit him!" A dozen more dudes rushed in, taking over from Damon and Jones, continuing the assault on Ian and Steve. Damon moved behind , freeing my hands from the ropes. I wanted to thank him, but my head was pounding so much that I blacked out as soon as I opened my mouth. I had no idea what happened next. All I knew was that when I woke up in the hospital bed, the drip from the IV was slowly seeping into my veins. Sofia was by my side, her eyes all red. Seeing awake, she grabbed my hand and started crying, "Eliana, I’m so sorry. You got caught up in Ian’s revenge because of . I’m really sorry..."
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