Under the Heiress' Facade novel Chapter 249

Chapter 249 

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When Hera awoke, she felt like her head was about to explode and was uncomfortable. 

She tried to get up, only to find that her hands and feet were tied. There was straw beneath her, and the walls were made of the same mud bricks used to build buildings a century 

It was already dawn, and the sunlight shone in through the grid windows. The wooden door was tightly closed, with evidence of being pried open. 

There was a pyre covered with cobwebs on her left and a straw bed on her right. The straw surface of the bed had been flattened, and a blackened quilt was piled in a comer. There were also two dirty plates next to the quilt. 

It appeared that someone had been living here for awhile. 

Hera concluded that she was in a woodshed in the countryside. She struggled to sit up and found her head spinning. Her body temperature was so high that she suspected she had 

Recalling what happened last night, she wondered what happened to Nathan and Stephen. The person she saw before fainting was a stranger. 

She had a severe headache and couldn’t figure out whether she had fallen into a trap from the moment she received the email or whether the culprit had arrived at the location before her. 

She had to get out of here first. 

Hera’s hands were tightly bound behind her back. She felt lucky to have watched a kidnapping drama before. She thought the techniques to tie the ropes were quite cool, so she learned a few. 

At that time, Catherine looked at her strangely and asked her if she was going to do something bad. 

The techniques she learned proved useful at this critical moment. 

It was just that she wasn’t in good condition, so it took her a while to untie the rope that bound her hands. When she was about to untie the rope around her feet, she heard. movement outside. 

Someone was talking, and more than one person was approaching the woodshed. 

Hera immediately stopped moving 

“Miss, she’s inside.” It was a rough male voice. 

“Open the door.” It was a female voice. 

Hera recognized this voice as one she had heard before. Then, she heard the door being unlocked. 

She instantly lay down, holding the untied rope and hiding her hands behind her back. 

Because she had a fever and was uncomfortable, she wasn’t suitable for a head–on conflict with them. So, she pretended to be still unconscious. 

Someone shoved the wooden door roughly. It hit the wall, sending up a layer of dust. 

Amelia covered her nose in disgust and used her other hand to fan away the dust. After a while, she walked in. 

She glanced at Hera lying on the ground and asked the man, Eric Scott, “Why isn’t she moving? Is she dead?”