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

the man’s mask. His face was briefly exposed before he

his head in panic.

were still a distance

currently right behind Bryson’s parked

was a complete blind

help, she knew she’d be silenced by the man

Other than Bryson’s car, there were no other vehicles

she clenched

Most of it was

her pleading

to laugh, looking

you right!”

her struggles ceasing as

joyful

knows I can’t stand you. How stupid are you to think

so much, and here you are, expecting

to the man, “You better scoot. They’ll do roll call

notice she’s missing. I’ll head back and

how long I can stall since

I can buy

man, anxious at her words, seemed

my stalling,

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

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

feeling must be intense.”

kid, but I’ll do as

best.” Then she turned

the orphanage.

terror, still struggling, her muffled cries falling

deaf ears.

orphanage, barely crossing the threshold before her

out, and she collapsed, knees and elbows

But she got up, dusted

still trembling.

got to the director’s office, Bryson emerged,

asked urgently, “What’s

his shirt

“Call the cops.”

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