Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 133

Ruby, who was obsessed with Stefan, was jealous of Lucinda and smashed her shop. But that didn't cross the bottom line of the Anderson family. That's also why Ruby dared to do it.

After all, she and Stefan were once considered a couple, and the young folks in the Anderson family didn't want to get involved in Stefan's love life.

"I'm not entirely sure."

Cecilia gave a rough explanation of what happened.

After finishing, she pleaded desperately, "Mr. Martinez, can you help me out? It's me asking for your help, not Mr. Coleman. You'd be helping me, not Mr. Coleman."

Owen chuckled, "Cecilia, do you think you're that important?"

Cecilia was left speechless.

"Mr. Martinez..." Cecilia was on the verge of tears.

She was terrified that the next time she saw Lucinda, it would be in a funeral home.

"Mr. Martinez, saving a life is as urgent as putting out a fire. Can you help me...?"

"Alright, stop crying. I can't stand women who weep and wail. Since you helped me before, I'll give you a hand this time. But remember what you said. If I need your help in the future, you have to help me unconditionally.

"And after we save Lucinda, you're treating me to dinner."

Cecilia quickly replied, "As long as Lucinda comes back safely, I can treat you to dinner every day."

"I'll remember your promise," Owen said. "I'll send people to look for Lucinda now, but I can't guarantee we'll find her. If the kidnappers realize they've messed up big time and decide to kill Lucinda, don't blame me."

"No way, Lucy will be alright! No matter the outcome, I won't blame you."

Owen muttered, "When you need my help, you call me Mr. Martinez. When you don't, you call me Mr. Malicious."

"I won't call you Mr. Malicious anymore."

Owen ended the call with Cecilia and sent his men to search the city for Lucinda.

...

Lucinda was knocked out cold. Her phone was taken and switched off so no one could reach her.

The people who kidnapped her kept switching cars, speeding away from the bustling city center towards the suburbs. They wanted to get to a specific location as quickly as possible, hand Lucinda over to a waiting private jet, and call it a day.

But they soon realized they were being pursued and the whole city was looking for them. Checkpoints were being set up all over the streets to inspect incoming cars.

They had to constantly change their route.

They just got a call from a buddy, another checkpoint was set up ahead. The guy holding the unconscious Lucinda grumbled to his companion in the car, "What the hell is this girl's background that she can stir up this much attention in such a short time? Did we bite off more than we can chew?"

"According to the client, she's just a regular girl from a normal family. Besides being young and pretty, there's nothing special about her file."

The man snarled, "The client must have hidden something, and they didn't give us all the info. If she's just a regular girl, how could she draw this much attention?"

"Maybe they're not after us."

Feeling guilty, they didn't dare risk going through the checkpoint.

The phone suddenly rang.

"It's the boss." One of the men said.

If a regular girl fell into their hands, her family wouldn't know until the next day.

But the moment Lucinda got in their car, they were closely tracked within ten minutes. They had to find a way to ditch the trackers.

They finally lost them and were on the road to the suburbs, only to find checkpoints popping up everywhere. It seemed like the police were checking for drunk driving, but in reality, Lucinda's husband was furious.

"Untie this girl quickly. Once I park the car you two get her out, dump her on the side of the road, and we need to leave right away."

Before he could finish, the dude already started untying the ropes around Lucinda's hands and feet.

They finally found a quiet lane with hardly any cars, stopped the car right away, threw Lucinda out, stripped off their clothes, hopped back in the car and took off quickly.

Meanwhile, in Echoville.

The front door of a mansion was busted open by a big, bearded dude and his posse all dressed in black.

A middle-aged man, chilling in the living room sipping coffee, reading the newspaper behind his gold-rimmed glasses, almost choked when he saw them barge in.

Seeing their aggressive demeanor, the man was taken aback at first. Then, he calmly set down his coffee cup, neatly folded his newspaper.

"Hugo, what brings you here?"

He got up, smiling, and walked towards Hugo.

As he got closer, Hugo suddenly slapped him across the face.

The slap landed hard on the middle-aged man's face leaving him absolutely dumbfounded.