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.

been hiding in the most chaotic part of the East District, Urban Village. So

to be targeted by three thugs not long after

to a secluded grove, where

little thing like you to such

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

to grab her. “Well

shrieked, dodging

wench! You’ll regret it!”

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

you please provide your exact

Urban Village in the East District!” Arabella glanced behind her and saw that the men were gaining on her. Panic set

in the East District. Which one are you near, and in which

Arabella was unfamiliar with the East District, let alone

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

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

colder her heart felt. She sped up, but the path ahead was pitch black. She had no idea where

hospital. The small door at the bottom left of the main gate was half open. Without thinking, she dashed through

Unable to enter, the thugs kicked

surprised they didn’t try to climb over the gate or

startled by a

around to see a chubby man in hospital attire grinning at her. “Miss, are…are you here to marry

at her She

dent num! The fat man giggled while

found herself in a hospital ward and hid under a bed. The chubby man found her reem quickly calling out for his bande’ while lifting up the covers of

patients in the room were disturbed. Someone snapped on the lights, and another started yelling, “Falso, are

patient, awoken by the

began to wail

stayed still under the bed, baffled at the lack of staff intervention in this bizarre private

man’s voice grew

one of the patients suggested, “Did you check

her chest. The next second, the fat man’s drooling face appeared under the

guard by another

was tossed onto the cold floor. Using the dim light provided, she

faces of four other men

a crooked eye and

menacing look

constantly muttering gibberish under his

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

no way; she’s

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