The First Heir

On the way, she called Joel as well. She had been calling him over the past few days, but he never picked up.

Of course, Martha heard the rumor that the Harrises had moved away from Riverdale. Even Ronald’s company had supposedly moved away.

Naturally, Martha was worried.

Joel was her dream son-in-law, after all.

“Hey, we’re supposed to be going to the Hong Kong cafe. Where are you going?”

Martha looked out the window and realized that the cabbie was not going the right way. Where was he heading?

This was the road that led away from the city!

“Hey, do you know the way? If you don’t, I’m getting out!”

Martha had some harsh words for the cabbie. “What an idiot! Why drive a cab when you don’t even know the way? Are you trying to fleece me? I’m no tourist! Put on your meter, I’ll lodge a complaint later!”

on from the back

though, she finally noticed that the cabbie wore a

could he

and slammed the car door desperately, yelling, “I wanna get out! Let me out! If

car turned, and Martha’s head smashed into the door. Her vision went dark,

an abandoned factory. Her hands and legs were tied to a wooden chair, and there was green tape across her

Mmmgh-mmgh-mgh!

a mess, and she kept mumbling

while, someone finally walked through the door. He

up to Martha and viciously ripped the tape off her

Riiip!

lips immediately tore, and she began to bleed

“Ah! Help, help!”

a deep gulp of air and

to her

a low voice, he said, “You can save your breath. We’re more than twenty kilometers away from the city, and this