My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

He couldn’t answer or hang up the call as it would raise Stanford’s suspicion.

They might not be able to escape if he came right now.

Florence looked at Benjamin’s stiffened face, guessed he didn’t expect this twist and she became hopeful once again.

She threatened, “Benjamin, my brother will notice what happened by now, release me now or my brother will show no mercy! Even you as the son of the Turner will lose everything, you knew my brother!”

Stanford was the only male in the Fraser family, he was in full power now, so he could say or do anything he wanted.

Despite being powerful in the Turner, but Benjamin was not the only heir, not even the next one in line, the Turner would definitely sacrifice him for the benefits of the family.

It was a definite loss if Benjamin faced them directly.

Benjamin looked at the mobile in his hand angrily, he wanted to crush it.

Florence was really his nemesis.

But he couldn’t give up, impossible to give up now.

He risked everything this time, if he lost, he lost everything, if he won, he could take over the Turner.

He would never let go of the meat by his mouth.

He stared at the mobile and ordered, “Bring her away!”

“Yes.”

The men in black dragged Florence towards another side of the wood disregarded her struggling.

Florence looked in the direction they were heading too, it was dark and creepy, she became nervous.

Had Benjamin gone insane?

She yelled, “Benjamin, my brother will be here looking for me if I didn’t contact him within five minutes! You can’t leave here by kidnapping me!”

She trusted Stanford’s ability.

doubt

with a darkened

his hand at the same

“Get ready!”

the only source of light in the dark wood,

hand and kept

intention to

kept praying that

locked down the entire Fraser’s territory now, she

that Stanford would act fast, faster.

“Ding…”

ringing stopped, there was no more light around, and it

had never refused a call from Stanford; guess he noticed something was

while she was brought in front of a car

the colored blend into the color

thinking how Benjamin appeared in the wood, so it

here meaning they would

he make it

moment, “Ding Ding Dong

from Stanford again. Even though Florence called and hang up at the next second, it was Stanford’s

not mistaken, Stanford was on his way

to hang on for a little longer before

he will die.” Benjamin said coldly.

towards Benjamin, instead, she saw Clarence who was tied up at the back of the car, his mouth was covered with tape

each side, forbidding him to move.

messed up, there were bruises and wounds all over

her eyes,

was why Clarence was nowhere to be seen, he was

yelled nervously, “Benjamin, what did

little, he should suffer,” Benjamin replied casually.

towards Clarence, reached for a dagger in

“Hmmm…hmmm…hmmm!”