Chapter 123 Falling into Hell
At the old warehouse in the suburbs, a man took out a syringe and asked, "Do you really want to inject such a large dose?"
Chloe gritted her teeth and said, "Yes."
The thin needle slowly advanced towards Chloe's arm.
At this time, she was just a critically ill patient, and when she was about to be sent to the hospital later, no one would notice.
She took out a mirror and looked at herself and felt it wasn't enough. She pointed to a burly man and said, "You, come over here and slap me a few more times."
For such a bizarre request from the employer, the man naturally complied.
He swung his arm and slapped Chloe repeatedly, making her face even worse and more swollen than before.
Chloe's teeth were knocked out, and she grimaced in pain. She looked in the mirror and was barely satisfied.
She had to be foolproof, not allowing Francis to have the slightest suspicion.
But looking at her swollen mouth, she felt very angry and immediately slapped the man who had just hit her and kicked him, cursing, "You enjoyed it, didn't you?"
The man lay on the ground, covering his face. He felt aggrieved but didn’t dare fight back, as he hadn't received the ransom yet.
Chloe sat on a worn-out seat, crossed her legs, and ordered, "Once you get the money, drive away immediately, got it? I've arranged fake identities and passports for you."
The men nodded.
It would be ten million dollars.
Each would get over three million, an amount they couldn't earn in a lifetime of hard work.
Chloe's eyes gleamed with a crazy smile. She had just called Amelia anonymously, and although she didn't mention Harper, Amelia's tone suggested she had succeeded.
Two birds were killed with one stone; It’s amazing.
It was worth all the endurance and planning for so long.
She seemed to see the title of Mrs. Getty above her head.
Ice-cold water poured down Harper's head.
Harper slowly opened her eyes. Her head hurt. She felt dizzy, and her vision was blurry. It took a while for her to see the woman's face clearly.
It was Amelia, whom she hadn't seen in a long time.
Harper tried to move but found her hands and feet tied to the chair, which made it impossible.
She stared at Amelia warily. "Kidnapping is illegal. Are you crazy?"
Amelia didn't say a word and slapped Harper several times, splitting her lips and causing blood to flow down her neck.
Her eyes were full of madness as she laughed, "This is just the beginning. Soon, you'll see how you're going to be humiliated."
Harper panicked but forced herself to stay calm. "Amelia, I've never intentionally provoked you. Is it worth it to ruin yourself just to humiliate me?"
"Are you asking if it's worth it?"
Amelia was instantly enraged by this question. She tore open her back, revealing dense, ugly scars, and screamed, "I'm disgraced now. my body was ruined by you and Francis. My life was destroyed. What else do I have to care about?"
Harper caught the key point in her words and quickly said, "You're mistaken. Your body has nothing to do with me."
Amelia didn't believe or listen. She clapped her hands at the two masked men behind her, and without any instruction, they knew what to do.
They approached Harper and rubbed their hands together, showing greedy expressions.
As their dirty hands were about to touch her shoulder, Harper shouted, "Don't touch me."
Her roar, coming from her frail body, startled them.
Harper looked at their dirty and worn-out clothes, which were covered in grease, and guessed they were thugs Amelia had hired, not professional kidnappers.
Such people were actually easy to persuade.
She calmly said, "Do you know what you're doing? Kidnapping and assault are illegal. How much did she pay you? Let me go, and I'll give you double."
They looked at each other, hesitating. Amelia didn't have much money, and they each would only get fifty thousand dollars.
Though not much, it was more money than they had ever seen in their lives.
They weren't really intent on breaking the law, and Harper's words tempted them.
"Bitch."
Amelia rushed over and kicked the chair Harper was tied to, toppling it.
The chair made a noise as Harper rolled to the ground. Since she was tied up, her belly was suspended, which protected her baby.
But her shoulder took a hard hit, and she could hear the sound of her bones breaking and felt like her bones were fractured.
The intense pain made Harper's face turn pale. She dug her fingers into her palm to avoid passing out.
Amelia stomped hard on Harper's foot and ground it with her shoe, which made Harper's face look extremely haggard.
She initially aimed for her belly but thought that if she kicked the baby out at this time, the bloody scene might scare the thugs away, so she held back.
She thought, ’The pain of her torn vagina must be experienced by this bitch as well.’
She laughed mockingly, "You're really cunning and try to get the people I hired to listen to you. Are you still not giving up? Let me show you if you're just my toy or not."
Harper's mouth was full of blood, her hair was soaked with sweat, and her mind was foggy. She didn't quite understand what Amelia meant.
Amelia said, "I'll give you a chance now. Tell Francis you've been kidnapped and ask him to bring money to ransom you. If he really comes, I'll let you go, how about that?"
As if seeing the last glimmer of hope, Harper nodded repeatedly and promised, "He will definitely give you the ransom."
Amelia laughed mockingly, "It’s too soon to tell."
She picked up a wooden stick, pointed the sharp end at Harper's stomach, and warned, "Just ask for money, and don't mention me. Or this stick will go right in, got it?"
"Okay," Harper tried to speak gently and not to anger her.
If Amelia really just wanted money, it would be easier to handle.
The phone rang three times before it was answered.
"Who is it?"
Francis' deep voice sounded.
Instantly, feelings of grievance, fear, and panic surged in Harper's heart.
Harper choked up and cried, "Francis, save me."
"What's wrong, Harper?"
Francis' concerned and anxious voice came through the receiver, and Harper felt she could cry out loud in a second.
But it was not the time. Her whole body hurt, and her abdomen was in constant pain.
She felt terrible like her baby was about to leave her.
She had to act quickly to ensure her and her baby's safety.
"I've been kidnapped. They just want money. Bring cash, now."
"Harper."
On the other end, Francis interrupted her coldly.
He sounded displeased, "Stop fooling around. Didn't I tell you not to play such childish tricks?"
With one sentence, he plunged her into an abyss of despair.
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