The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 1142

She wouldn’t be able to bear Warren’s revenge, let alone face the wrath of the Youngblood and White families.

Alicia regretted her action for the first time.

If she could go back in time, she wouldn’t have dealt with Amway.

When Amelia woke up, she found herself trapped in a room wit musty smell.

Her eyes were covered with black cloth, and she couldn’t distinguish between day and night. Her hands and feet were tied up. She surmised that she must have been laid on the ground haphazardly, as the surface beneath her felt like concrete.

What she could hear in her ears was two young men talking to each other. It appeared that they were discussing something about her.

The sound of her waking up seemed to stop the conversation between the two men. After a while, one of them said, “You’re awake. We’re about to start now.”

“That’s right. If we want to do it, we would rather you be awake. Otherwise, it will be incredibly boring!”

“But you look a little older, in your 30s, perhaps. Speaking of which, we do feel we’ve experienced a significant loss.”

“She’s a little older, but she’s still pretty! Regrettably, we have to keep her eyes covered. In fact, I really want to see what kind of look she will show in her eyes later. It would be so exhilarating to witness.”

Amelia’s heart raced as they continued spitting out perverted sentences.

“Okay. Do you want her to see us? Hurry up!” One of them reminded the other.

Then someone came to pull Amelia’s clothes. Amelia suddenly shouted, “No!”

have no

lady. Since we have taken you back, it’s only fair we enjoy ourselves with your company. Don’t worry. We only want to have a good time with you. We’re not

only feel the clothes on her body being torn apart. If this continued…

me!” Amelia suddenly said, “I’m the wife of the head of York Group, Warren. If it’s money you’re after, I can cooperate with your to arrange a ransom as long as you are willing to let me go. Just name your price, and Warren will undoubtedly pay to secure my

after a while, the hand continued

the ransom didn’t impress them.

much about her innocence. What she cared more about was the baby in her belly. She was afraid that she would lose it!

I have a close relationship with the Youngblood family. I’m Mrs. Youngblood’s best friend and the godmother of her three children. If you really hurt me, it won’t just be Warren. The Youngblood family won’t spare you when they’ve tracked you

spoke these words, the hand that had been tearing at her clothes came to an abrupt halt.

her persuasion. “I haven’t seen your face, so if you release me now, we can both put this behind us and move on without any issues. If it’s money

them said, “You’re kidding us. You’re just a concession stand owner. How could you possibly have a

another voice

earlier seemed to realize he had misspoken

as the concession stand owner suggested that the car theft was no random act. Taking into account how she had unwittingly fallen asleep inside the

her from the beginning, they must have known she was in the car. Yet, that car belonged

Alicia’s earlier invitation to the church, the pouch, the fragrance, and

long. We want you today!” As the voice fell, a hand started to tear at her clothes

most likely unable to escape this situation today.

could only wish the baby in her

the baby in her

to obey and then look for opportunities.

might hurt the