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

man’s mask. His face was briefly

his head in panic.

still a distance from the

Bryson’s parked car. From the orphanage

a complete blind

she called for help, she knew she’d

Other than Bryson’s car, there were

darkened, and she clenched her fists in her

Serana’s face. Most of it was covered by

her pleading eyes

laugh, looking straight into her

you right!”

eyes widened in shock, her struggles ceasing as she stared

joyful expression,

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

you so much, and here you are,

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

missing. I’ll head back and cover for her, which

time. Not sure how long I can stall

I can buy

man, anxious at her words,

continued, “In return for my stalling,

because

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

feeling must be intense.”

but I’ll

the best.” Then she turned and

the orphanage.

watched her leave in terror, still struggling, her

deaf ears.

into the orphanage, barely

and elbows hitting the ground

the pain. But she got up, dusted herself off, her face ghostly pale,

still trembling.

to the director’s office, Bryson emerged, and seeing

he asked

shirt tightly, her

“Call the cops.”

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