Chapter 934: Chapter 934: That Move Was Truly Ingenious
Scarlett Yates raised her head, still a bit groggy, and looked around.
This ti, her luck wasn’t as good.
The last place she was taken to, at least, was a clean little building, and they didn’t tie her hands and feet.
After surveying the tattered room, she concluded she was probably brought to so abandoned dangerous building.
The air was suffused with the choking sll of dust.
An ordinary incandescent bulb dangled above her, casting dim, yellowish light, with deathly silence and a dilapidated small house that effectively set a horror movie-like atmosphere.
Scarlett Yates was tied up tightly on a wooden chair.
She felt like a lamb awaiting slaughter, but the butcher was nowhere to be found, leaving her alone here.
Creak.
The wooden door swayed twice, then opened.
Scarlett slowly lifted her head, and when that hateful face t her eyes again, her gaze grew cold, and a mocking smile played on her lips: "Uncle Thompson, how do you plan to deal with
this ti?"
Yes, the person who drugged her and brought her here was Uncle Thompson.
He and May Denton had sold her once, and since she was lucky enough to be rescued by Henry Dales, he ca all the way to Fort City to find her.
Will he not rest until he pushes her into the pit of fire himself?
"Miss Yates, we et again."
In the face of her sarcasm and cold stare, Uncle Thompson’s expression didn’t change; he smiled lightly at her and slowly walked toward her.
He lowered his head, looked at Scarlett Yates, and smiled again, his voice gentle: "Miss Yates, there’s no need to be afraid. This ti, I won’t hurt you anymore."
"Oh? Are you sure?" As he said this, Scarlett glanced down at the ropes binding her and her smile turned even more sarcastic.
When she first woke up, she didn’t feel it, but now as her limbs gradually regained sensation, she felt the soreness and pain where she was bound, which was extrely uncomfortable.
No need to look, she knew there must be red marks on her body from the ropes.
He treats her like this, yet dares to say he won’t hurt her anymore?
It seed Uncle Thompson could see what she was thinking and explained warmly: "There was no other way, I didn’t want to bind you either, but just in case, I had to."
His tone was very casual, as if he were explaining why a dish was missing from a al.
Seeing him now filled Scarlett Yates with uncontrollable disgust. After a cold laugh, she turned her head to the side, showing undisguised disdain.
Uncle Thompson didn’t mind at all, even facing Scarlett Yates’ cold deanor, he still smiled and said, "Miss Yates, I know you like the Young Master a lot and want to marry him, so do you want to know how important you are to him?"
Scarlett Yates suddenly turned her head: "What do you an?"
Uncle Thompson took out his phone, dialed a number, and while waiting for the call to connect, he squinted slightly, his eyes suddenly turning a bit cold: "It seems you don’t know about that matter yet, but soon you will know why I brought you here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the call connected.
Uncle Thompson slowly picked up the phone and greeted, saying "Young Master" once.
Scarlett Yates’ heart suddenly trembled.
Uncle Thompson was calling Maxwell Saxon.
What was he up to, planning to use her to threaten Matthew Saxon?
"Young Master, I really didn’t expect that you could fool us all, truly brilliant, admirable!"
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