Chapter 574 Bleeding
The car stopped at the back door of a high-end club. After someone quietly opened the door, the two men carried Victoria in the sack directly inside and delivered her to the designated room.
Dorian was drinking coffee. Watching the two men untie the sack and reveal Victoria's face, he couldn't help but smirk. Then, pretending to be calm, he asked, "No one followed you, right?"
The two men replied, "Don't worry, absolutely not."
Dorian said, "The money will be transferred to your accounts immediately. Remember, don't come back to the city in two months."
"Yes," the two men agreed. Seeing that Dorian didn't want to talk to them anymore, they quickly said, "Well, we'll be leaving. This woman is wild; you'll definitely enjoy yourself."
The two men quickly left. Dorian held his coffee cup as if to drink, but after they left, he turned his gaze to the bed.
Victoria was completely unconscious.
Dorian couldn't see clearly from a distance. After hearing the door close, he immediately put down his cup and got up.
He walked to the bedside, looking at the unconscious Victoria, and couldn't help but frown and mutter, "They were so rude to you."
Dorian sighed as he spoke. Just as he was about to sit down and touch her, his phone suddenly rang.
It was his daughter, Isabella, calling. He glanced at the phone and immediately answered, "Isabella? What's up?"
"Dad, don't forget that I am taking over as the general manager of the Montgomery Group tomorrow."
"Don't worry. You're my daughter; the entire Montgomery Group will be yours," Dorian said and hung up. Thinking for a moment, he decided to turn off his phone.
He didn't want to be disturbed for the rest of the time.
From the first moment he saw Victoria, he felt that it would be a pity not to have such a beautiful girl.
Isabella's car stopped by the seaside.
Alexander was out of town now, so whatever happened here, he wouldn't notice.
Adrian would never find Victoria; he didn't have that kind of power in Ankenra City.
And this newly opened club wouldn't attract attention either, as there had been very few customers since it opened.
No one would think that Victoria would be sent there.
Dennis was driving back after finishing his business. As he approached the hotel, something reflective caught his eye, making him curious enough to stop the car.
It was a phone.
He got out of the car, picked up the phone from the ground, and was suddenly taken aback.
He thought, 'Felicity's phone? What happened? Why is Felicity's phone here?'
Unable to unlock her phone, Dennis instinctively called Ava. When Ava answered, she asked, "Where have you been? We're already in the downtown."
"Did something happen to Felicity?"
Dennis immediately had a bad feeling.
"Most likely, she was kidnapped," Ava said.
Adrian was waiting for her call, but for some reason, the image of a blue car blocking the black car in front of him suddenly popped into his mind.
He remembered the license plate of that car. It seemed to be...
Edward, Olivia, and Benjamin immediately met them at the place where they had lost track. Adrian directly recited the license plate number.
Benjamin immediately called someone to help investigate.
While waiting, everyone was a bit anxious. Olivia was especially parched, and for some reason, the image of Isabella suddenly popped into her mind. "No, we can't just wait. Every minute we delay finding her, she could be in more danger. We need to find Isabella."
"I know where she is." The person who got out of the car that came with them was Sebastian.
Sebastian said, "This might be related to Isabella. She contacted me tonight, saying she would be drinking at the club later."
Edward immediately asked, "Which club?"
At this moment, Benjamin's phone rang. He immediately answered, and everyone looked at him.
After the call, he seemed a bit puzzled but quickly said, "It's Isabella's car."
"It really is her." Olivia also thought Isabella was simply crazy.
Everyone quickly went to find Isabella.
At this moment, Victoria woke up.
The surrounding light made her eyes uncomfortable. Her back of the head hurt badly, and even breathing was painful.
Soon, she heard what seemed like the door opening, and then she vaguely saw someone standing in front of her.
This person seemed unfamiliar, but also...
"Victoria, you're awake."
The man's low voice sounded as if he was very concerned about her.
However, he was only wearing a robe, and when he smiled, wrinkles appeared.
Victoria thought, 'He looks so ugly. Is he Dorian?'
Victoria remembered this person and immediately became agitated, but the pain in the back of her head was severe, making er unable to move much. "Don't touch me."
"Don't worry. I will treat you well," Dorian said softly, his hand touching her hair.
Victoria felt even more disgusted, struggling to move back on the bed, and continued to try to speak, "Think about Alexander."
Dorian said, "So naive. You don't understand us men. Actually, we don't care that much about a woman who has been defiled by another man."
Every time Victoria spoke, the pain in the back of her head intensified.
She wondered if the wound was bleeding.
She thought, 'Why do I keep getting hurt recently?'
"There's nothing bad about being with me. Be my woman, and I can give you at least ten thousand dollars a month in pocket money, even more. Victoria, as long as you're willing, I can give you as much as you want." Dorian sounded like a generous good man.
"Really?" Victoria bent her leg and asked him with a faint smile.
"Of course, I like you. You should be able to tell. From the first time I saw you, I thought you should be my woman. I will pamper you well and give you everything you want."
As Dorian spoke, he leaned in to touch Victoria.
Victoria instantly rolled to the other side.
She picked up the lamp on the bedside table. "Don't come any closer."
"Victoria, put down the lamp. You're very weak right now. Don't waste your energy, okay?" Dorian said patiently. He knew he had to coax her first.
"You think so?" Victoria listened to him, watching him approach to take her lamp, but she gritted her teeth and smashed it toward him.
Dorian was startled and instinctively dodged to the side, but he was still hit on the shoulder.
He fell onto the bed, clutching the spot where he was hit, and immediately cursed through gritted teeth, "Bitch."
Victoria felt insecure with her hands empty. Seeing his angry eyes, she quickly turned around and saw an ashtray on the bedside table. She immediately crawled over.
But before she could grab the ashtray, her ankle was suddenly grabbed.
"What do you want to do now?" Dorian quickly grabbed her ankle, trying to pull her under him, but his shoulder seemed to be dislocated. Victoria, facing danger, acted recklessly. She kicked him hard.
Dorian's shoulder was completely dislocated. While he was in pain and forgot to move, Victoria quickly crawled off the bed and grabbed the ashtray that had fallen to the ground.
Dorian endured the pain and got off the bed, slowly walking toward her.
The back of her head was bleeding, her vision was blurry, and her movements were sluggish.
Dorian walked up to her and squatted down, "Why do you stop? Come on and try to hit me again."
Victoria saw several Dorians in front of her, but she still tried to lift the ashtray and smash it at him.
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