Sextuplets From Ruthless Love novel Chapter 145

The designated address was a small two-storey building in a remote area.

"I've brought the money."

Jessica's voice was soft as she surveyed the surroundings. Seeingthe dilapidated buildings nearby, she furrowed her brows slightly.

"Are they doing such things here because there's no surveillance camera?" she mused.

"Put the money down and leave!"

Not far away, on the second floor's balcony, a plump man's figure appeared with his hands placed behind his back. He resembled a gangster with an intimidating tattoo on his body.

"Where is he? We agreed that we'd make the exchange once I brought the money. You can't go back on your words."

She lifted her gaze to peer at him. Her expression remained unchanging as her tone was low.

Compared to her five-year experience, this was

nothing.

"Enough talking. I said leave, so leave! Otherwise, I guarantee you'll never see him again!" the plump man bellowed.

Jessica no longer said anything else and turned to leave.

However, she did not go far and merely turned a corner to return, carefully scouting the surroundings.

Damn it. There are no passing cars here. Why exactly did they pick this place to abduct people? she cursed inwardly.

Unable to figure things out, she could only grip the weapon in her hands tighter and be prepared to pull the trigger at any moment.

She searched through the dilapidated buildings floor by floor and finally heard a conversation on the third floor of the leftmost side.

"Have you gotten the money?"

"Yes."

The two men's voices were thick as though they were wearing masks. They spoke extremely softly. If one didn't listen closely, one wouldn't be able to hear a thing.

"Unexpectedly, that woman is truly willing to take out all her money to save him," said one of the men coldly. He then turned to leave, adding without a backward glance, "Get rid of him. Make sure to leave no evidence behind."

"Got it!" answered the plump man respectfully as he looked at the black-dressed man's back view.

Jessica hid in the corner. Otherthan the plump man's figure being a lot more recognizable, there was nothing much that could be used to identify the black-dressed man.