The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 971

Caught unprepared, he was pushed to the ground.

I quickly pulled out the phone from his pocket and called the cops.

Though as soon as I made the call, the woman snatched the phone away.

The male doctor got up from the ground and pinned m e down. My hands were tied behind my back, and my bones were twisted in an excruciating manner. My face was pressed against the cold tiles. I tried to speak but could not get a word out.

The woman screamed in my ears, "I told you that you'll suffer the consequences if you refuse to cooperate!"

I squeezed my eyes shut, frantically figuring out ways t o save myself.

The other party had shed all pretenses. The two women sent me back to the room where I was previously held, leaving one person behind to watch m e.

We both faced each other. She looked at me with frosty eyes. "You'd better behave yourself or you’ll end up in the deep woods."

I sneered. "So you admit that you’re from a criminal

organization?" "Does it matter whether I admit it or not?" The woman crossed her arms and looked condescendingly at me. " Don't ever think about leaving once you come in.

That's why I advise you to behave yourself so you’ll suffer a little less."

"Why are you imprisoning me?"

If I were to die, then I had to at least know what these guys wanted from me.

The woman shrugged and said with a smile, "We need beautiful young women like you."

Human trafficking?

This was what came to my mind first. I believed that my expression was ghastly at the moment. Perhaps there was even a trace of fear on my face.

I had no friends or relatives in Riverbank City. No one would come looking for me if I suddenly vanished, nor would anyone care. This was why they targeted me.

Horton would not call the cops even if he noticed something was amiss. I had no confidence at all.

Another night had passed, and no one was here to save me. I was in despair by now.

The door suddenly opened and the same woman from before walked in. She looked at me and said, "It’s about time."

Having said that, she looked at the two men behind her.

The men approached me, and I retreated as I asked in a trembling tone, "Where do you plan to take me?"

The woman said coldly, "You don't have to know." "Where are you taking me?" I broke down a little and raised my pitch.