The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 140

As Cordelia picked up her phone, she was baffled to see Arabella’s name flash on the screen. A surge of anger welled within her, but she answered the call anyway.

Arabella’s sobbing voice filled the air around the phone. “Dad! You need to come and save me! I’ve been locked up…”

“What? Are you trying to set your dad up again using the same old trick?” Cordelia interrupted her as a bitter laugh escaped her lips.

Arabella seemed taken aback on the other end of the line. “Mom…”

“Don’t call me mom. I can’t bear the weight of it.” Cordelia retorted coldly. “Your dad is still bedridden due to your antics. What are you scheming this time?”

“No, mom, it’s different now. I’m really in trouble.” Arabella’s voice was filled with desperation, and her breath was heavy as if she were on the run.

But Cordelia was not about to be fooled again. Even if she believed Arabella, she wouldn’t bother to help. Her heart was already battered and bruised.

Cordelia cut Arabella off in a stern tone. “Arabella, the biggest regret your dad and I have in this life is adopting you. Now that we’ve severed ties, please stop bothering us.”

With that, she ended the call with a harsh click and followed Michael’s lead by switching off Dorian’s phone.

Even turning off Dorian’s phone wasn’t enough. She turned off her own too.

The mere thought of Arabella made her sick.

East District.

Arabella wasn’t lying to Beatrice. She had been trying to contact the mysterious man since that day.

Unfortunately, as soon as their plot to frame Dorian was exposed, that man and his gang disappeared without a trace.

Left with no other choice, she had to track Elijah’s lawyer in an attempt to find him.

She believed if the man had gone to the lengths of hiring a lawyer for Elijah, he wouldn’t abandon him. He must still be in touch with the lawyer.

But to her dismay, she lost track of Elijah’s lawyer upon reaching the East District.

about how those people had been hiding in the most chaotic part

targeted by three thugs not long after she entered

secluded grove,

of them blocked her path and smirked. “What brings a pretty little thing like you to such a dangerous place at this

one say, “What else could it be? She’s probably lonely and

grab her. “Well then, we’ll

Arabella shrieked,

ungrateful wench! You’ll regret it!” One of

nearby woods, dialing 911 as she ran. “I need help! Three

can you please provide your exact location?” A dispatcher replied

the woods near Urban Village in the East District!” Arabella glanced behind her and saw that the men were

two urban villages in the East District. Which one are you near, and in which grove?”

know which grove I’m in!” Arabella was unfamiliar with the East District, let alone the numerous groves.

the cops! Let’s finish her off!” One of the men chasing Arabella

her?” Another one sneered. “Let’s have our fun, then sell her. Ivan needs kidneys, right? Let’s sell

felt. She sped up, but the path ahead was pitch black. She had no idea where she was and could only run blindly with tears

looked like a hospital. The small door at the bottom left of the main gate was half open.

the thugs kicked the metal door and

over the gate or the wall. They left without

dark yard, startled by a chuckle from the

to see a chubby man in hospital attire

as the man lunged at her She quickly backed away and ran

The fat man giggled while chasing after

hid under a bed. The chubby man found her reem quickly calling out

in the room were disturbed. Someone snapped on the lights, and another started yelling,

patient, awoken

began to wail

at the lack of

man’s voice grew louder. “I saw

patients suggested, “Did you

The next second, the fat man’s drooling face appeared

scream, attempting to back away, but was caught off guard by

cold floor. Using the dim light provided, she managed to make

faces of four other

a crooked eye and

a menacing look in

muttering

who seemed somewhat normal was brandishing a crude knife that was carved out of wood.

chubby, cross-eyed man quickly intervened. “No, no way; she’s my