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

face was briefly

his head in panic.

a distance from

currently right behind Bryson’s parked car. From the orphanage

was a complete

she called for help, she knew

car, there were no other vehicles

clenched her fists in her pockets,

it was covered

pleading

laugh, looking straight

you right!”

in shock, her struggles ceasing

joyful

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

you so much, and here you are, expecting

man, “You better

I’ll head back and cover for

bit more time. Not sure how long I can stall since the teachers

her, but I can buy you ten, maybe fifteen

her words, seemed to hurry his

stalling, I hope you make her suffer.

work. I’ve been ostracized because

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

feeling must be intense.”

a cruel kid, but I’ll do as you

best.” Then she turned and

the orphanage.

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

deaf ears.

the orphanage, barely crossing the threshold before

and she collapsed, knees and elbows hitting the ground

got up, dusted herself off, her face ghostly pale,

still trembling.

got to the director’s office, Bryson

asked

shirt tightly,

“Call the cops.”

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