Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman novel Chapter 403

Chapter 403 Kidnapping 

A gift? 

Was kidnapping a gift for her? 

If it weren’t for the current situation, Cierra would have rolled her eyes at him. 

But at this moment, she could only suppress all her emotions. 

The two locks tied to the back of the chair hurt Cierra a little. She moved her wrist and said in a 

slightly hoarse voice. 

“Mr. Trevino’s way of treating guests is a little too novel. I think we can sit down and discuss it, right?” 

Her voice was raised in the dark room, and so did 

He probably took out a chair and rubbed the cold and light sound of Patrick. 

a cat was scratching on a wooden board. 

it against the ground, making an ear-piercing sound, as if 

After that, he sat down on the chair and said in a pleasant voice, “Miss Barton, you are right. We 

should sit down and have a good talk.” 

Cierra was speechless. 

Was this what he meant by a good talk? 

Cierra moved the hemp rope on her wrist as if she was venting her anger, which made her wrist. 

hurt a lot. However, no matter how hard she moved, the rope refused to loosen and tightened. 

“Miss Barton, don’t move. The rope is rough. I don’t remember how I tied it in the dark. The more 

you move, the tighter it becomes.” 

Seeing Cierra’s actions, Patrick couldn’t help but remind her in a loud voice. His joyful voice 

sounded like he was teasing a pet that had been locked up. 

Cierra was enraged by Patrick’s attitude and disregarded her own safety. She couldn’t help but 

curse, “What exactly do you want? You kidnapped me just to gossip here?” 

“Oh, you finally can’t hold back your temper? Didn’t you pretend to be calm just now? Even if you were so scared that your voice trembled, you still wanted to have a good talk with me, didn’t you? Now you do not want to pretend to be calm?” 

Patrick ignored Cierra’s anger and teased her as usual. 

Cierra bit her lip. She couldn’t see the man’s face clearly, but she could see a dark figure standing in 

front of her. 

Get Borts 

If it weren’t for the fact that her body was shackled, she would have lifted her foot and kicked him 

who was in front of her. 

Cierra restrained her anger slightly and calmed herself down. “So, Mr. Trevino, what do to talk to me about? Or, do you have any gifts for me?” 

you want 

Perhaps it was because Patrick had not done anything too vicious to her yet, but he was just sharp-tongued. The fear in Cierra’s heart faded a little, and she tried to stall for time. 

Patrick was patient and sat opposite Cierra in a relaxed manner. “Gift? There’s no hurry. Anyway, you and I have nothing to do. Why don’L…” 

He suddenly paused…. 

Cierra immediately became alert. “Why not what?” 

Although Patrick had not done anything to Cierra yet, he was definitely not easy to deal with according to his past behaviors. 

Instigating Murder! 

He killed people, even wantonly replaced Draven’s identity, and said some strange words in the interview. Obviously, he was a bold and reckless maniac. Who knew what he would do to her on al 

whim? 

When Patrick saw this, he chuckled and said, “Miss Barton, you’re really interesting.” 

Cierra pursed her lips. She didn’t want to talk anymore, nor did she ask about what was behind 

Patrick’s words. 

Anyway, she was not interested. 

Obviously, Patrick, who was opposite her, didn’t care whether she cared or not. 

Patrick crossed his legs and said lazily in the dim room, “Do you know? In fact, three years ago, when I cooperated with your fake sister, she asked me to kill you. Alas, it’s a pity that I’m so kind. that I did not kill you at the critical moment. Otherwise, you would have died on the plane abroad. How could you have found your brother’s parents? Miss Barton, I invited you here, but you didn’t 

even want to chat with me. You really let me down.” 

Patrick’s pretentious words made Cierra want to vomit. 

As Cierra listened to the content of his words, she felt a poisonous snake slowly climbing up her 

back. 

As soon as Patrick finished speaking, the dark room quieted down again, leaving only the irregular sound of dripping water, which was so strange that it made people feel a chill on their backs. 

Patrick seemed dissatisfied with Cierra’s silence. He suddenly stood up from the chair and grabbed 

her chin with his fingers. “Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you dissatisfied that I did not kill you that time?” 

Cierra wished she could bite off Patrick’s finger right now! 

Not satisfied? 

Was it all because of his charity that she was still alive now? 

Her breathing became heavier, and the dim light fell on her face. Cierra saw a face that was very similar to that of Draven. She could vaguely see that there was no scar on it, which was completely different from Draven’s face that had been touched by the fire yesterday. 

Patrick’s fingers were cold, just like him. 

Cierra’s stomach was filled with disgust. She wanted to turn her head away to avoid Patrick’s touch, 

but his fingers were getting tighter and tighter. 

Finally, she couldn’t stand it anymore. She gritted her teeth and glared at him. “Let me go!”