Chapter 204 1 Will Hold On
Whitney hang her head low, her face etched with pain. Tears streamed down her cheeks, one after another, as hopelessness and despair radiated from her. She felt Cutterly defeated
www.ley and devoidel pity. “Painful, Ba’t it? Enjoy it – it’s what you deserve.”
Damian’s gaze MAY
with those words, he tumed and walked est, bouding a command to those outside. “No food or waterforder?
The container door slammed shut, plunging her back into suffocating darkness.
Whitmire shifted slightly, the chains around her neck and wrids clicking with every movement, She felt like a caped animal.
Hereres caught a faint glimmer of light at her feet. Looking down, she saw a phone. Desperate, she reached for it with her free hand, clinging to a fragile sliver of
But the screen displayed “No SIM Card Of course, Damian would never have left her with a functional phone
On the screen was a paused video, showing Noel’s strikingly sculpted face, his deep–set eyes exuling coldness. Whitney’s hand brushed over the image as if she could touch him, her gare filled with longing
Her touch restarted the video. Noel’i sharp, cutting voice echoed through the container.
Whitney marmured softly, “I know. You said those things on purpose to make himsthink I didn’t matter, didn’t you?r
Heating the earlier part of the video had pierced her heart, making her believe for a moment that she had only been a pawn in Noel’s game against Damian. But as the video continued, his final words about deceiving her to gather evidence brought clarity.
Noel had never asked her to collect evidence against Damian. On the contrary, he had wamed her against getting involved. Everything he had said in the video was meant to mislead Damian, knowing he would record it. it was Noel’s way of telling her he would food her
“I’ll held on Don’t worry.” Whitney whispered, her resolve strengthening.
Noel followed the tracker’s signal until the red dot stopped moving. His destination came into view–an abandoned factory. From a distance, he saw people bustling in and out, raming stems as it preparing to leave.
He observed the some cartully. There were about snoreight men, but neither Damian nor Billy was among them. Worse, Whitney was nowhere in sight
His instincts told him that Damian had already moved her elsewhere.
Noel shed his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and stepped out of his car
One of the men noticed him, “Who are you?”
Without hesitation, Noel kicked the man to the group, his glare cold and his demeanor menacing. He exuded an aura of authority and tury that sent a chill through
the air.
“Where is Damian?” His voice was frigid, like frost cutting through the room.
The commotion alerted others, who rushed over Seeing Noel standing over the tallen man, they charged at him,
Noel was relentless. Each punch and kick landed with the force of in, incapacitating one attacker after another. His to remained icy as he demanded, “Where is Damian?
Within moments, five or six men lay sprawled on the ground.
A few guards in black suits remained standing, including the one Noel had planted the tracker on. The three exchanged a glance before lunging at him.
They were skilled, but Noel was unyielding. Despite being outnumbered, hroverpowered them one by one.
As the guards struggled to rise, Noel wamed, “The police are on their way. None of you are getting out of this. If you want to save yourselves, tell me where Damian is–and where you’ve taken the woman you abducted.”
In the distance, the sound of approaching sirens grew louder.
The guard with the tracker stammered, “Mr. Howard didn’t come back. He took Ms Spencer toward Nimbus city. think they’re planning to leave the country.”
Whitney had lost track of time in the oppressive darkness. The phone’s battery had died on the first day, and the container hadn’t been opened since
Deprived of food and water, her body felt drained of strength. She wondered if she would even survive long enough for Noel to find her.
Suddenly, the door creaked open, flooding the container with light, Whitney squinted against the harsh brightness as two men entend.
The chain binding her wrists and neck were unlocked. For a Beeting moment, hope urged through her–maybe they had come to rescue her. But the illusion shattered when her hands and feet were swiftly tied, and she was dragged out.
The blinding sunlight forced her eyes shut. Volces reached her ears, one of them familiar.
Not far away, Billy’s urgent voice rang out.
“Mr. Howard, take Ms. Spencer and go! Well distract the police!”
“You’re coming with me,” Damian replied tidy
Wyatt escaped from the factory and called to say the police are heading this way. There’s no time, Mr. Howard. You need to leave now!”
Without waiting for another word, Billy ordered someone to open the driver’s door of the SUV and shored Damian inside.
Whitney, just beginning to regain consciousness, was promptly pushed into the passenger seat.
