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.

flickered. They were still a distance

currently right behind Bryson’s parked car. From

was a

she knew she’d be silenced by the man

a sound. Other than Bryson’s car, there were no other

darkened, and she clenched her fists in

Serana’s face. Most of it was covered by

pleading eyes

Yasmine began to laugh,

you right!”

widened in shock, her struggles

seemingly joyful

stand you. How stupid are you to think I’d help you.

here you

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

they will notice she’s missing. I’ll head back and cover

how long I can stall

her, but I can buy you

man, anxious at her words, seemed to hurry his

for my stalling, I hope you make her

nasty piece of work. I’ve been ostracized because

her to feel what it’s like to be abandoned,

feeling must be intense.”

kid, but

the best.” Then she turned and ran

the orphanage.

leave in terror, still struggling, her

deaf ears.

barely crossing

out, and she collapsed, knees and elbows hitting the ground

up, dusted herself off, her face

still trembling.

director’s

asked

clutched his shirt

“Call the cops.”

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