The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1887

The relentless prattle chasing after her quickened Yasmine’s steps even more.

“Mmm…hmm…”

Serana’s voice suddenly sounded strangled. Yasmine stopped dead in her

tracks, spun around, and saw Serana in a man’s grip, her mouth covered,

struggling fiercely. The eyes that met hers were filled with terror.

Yasmine’s brow furrowed deeply as she locked eyes with the assailant. He wore

a black baseball cap and a face mask, leaving only a pair of menacing eyes

visible, staring her down.

“Mind your own beeswax, or I’ll snatch you up too,” the man hissed.

Enter title…

“Mmm…help…”d2

All Serana could do was to flail, tears streaming from her eyes in fear. The terror

and helplessness in her eyes were palpable.

Yasmine understood all too well the fear and despair Serana was feeling.

Serana was begging for help, and she knew Jasmine despised her.

Serana’s plea was clear, and she was fully aware that Yasmine might not even

bother to respond, perhaps even taking pleasure in her predicament, finally rid

of her.

The kidnapper seemed jittery, scanning towards the orphanage entrance,

fumbling to drag Serana away. But in the struggle, Serana managed to pull

was briefly

his head in panic.

gaze flickered. They were still a distance from

currently right behind Bryson’s parked

was a complete

if she called for help, she knew she’d be silenced

a sound. Other than Bryson’s car,

darkened, and she clenched her fists

Serana’s face. Most of it was covered by the man’s large hand,

her pleading eyes

laugh, looking

you right!”

shock, her struggles ceasing

seemingly joyful expression,

can’t stand you. How stupid are you

you so much, and here you are,

man, “You better scoot. They’ll do

they will notice she’s missing. I’ll head

sure how long I can stall since

but I can buy you ten, maybe fifteen

anxious at her words, seemed to hurry his

my stalling, I hope you make

nasty piece of work. I’ve been ostracized because of her and

her to feel what it’s like to be abandoned, all alone. Especially

feeling must be intense.”

but I’ll

You’re the best.” Then she turned

the orphanage.

watched her leave in terror, still struggling, her muffled cries

deaf ears.

orphanage, barely crossing the threshold

and she collapsed, knees and

got up, dusted herself off, her face

still trembling.

she got to the director’s

he asked urgently, “What’s

shirt tightly, her

“Call the cops.”

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