Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 221

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 221 Kidnapping

There was a piercing sound of tearing....

The fair neck suddenly touched the cold air and trembled slightly.

"Ah!"

Yvette exclaimed. The effect of the medicine was still on. She had no strength all over her body. She could not even lift a hand.

"Don't... don't hurt me."

She used all her strength to retreat. Her eyes were wet with tears.

The hazy figure became clearer and clearer.

However, she still couldn't see his appearance clearly. She judged that this person was not Lance.

The man stood still and looked at her quietly for a long time.

Suddenly, he leaned forward, and a strange male aura pressed down on her.

Yvette suddenly felt familiar for a moment, but she couldn't figure out where it was familiar.

She subconsciously shrank back and said in horror, "What are you going to do?"

The man stroked Yvette's neck with his fingertips and gently pulled off the heart-shaped diamond necklace.

"This is yours?"

The man's voice was rough as if he used a voice changer.

"It's mine, not something valuable. Don't take it away. I can give you money." Yvette nodded.

She had worn the necklace since she was a child. But for some reason, Phoebe took it off, but she gave it back to Yvette before she died.

So to Yvette, this necklace carried her longing, and she didn't want to lose it.

The man stopped approaching.

After a long time, he seemed to sigh lightly, "Why is it you?"

There seemed to be a faint trembling in his voice.

Yvette was surprised. The unfamiliar aura invaded again. She was so scared that her body froze, and there

was no way to retreat.

As a result, the man only helped her tie the necklace back, his movements serious and meticulous.

For a moment, she felt the gentleness of a man.

Gentle...

Yvette carefully searched her memory, but she felt a splitting headache and could not think of anything else.

The door was closed with a bang. The stranger went out

Yvette had just let out a sigh of relief when another person came in. Before she could open her mouth, someone ruthlessly knocked her neck.

She fainted again.

It was after an unknown period.

It was all of a sudden....

The bone-piercing cold water woke Yvette up.

She opened her eyes. Her hands were tied tightly with ropes, and only her feet could move.

Yvette looked around and saw many dilapidated tables and chairs. So she must be in abandoned school buildings. She was now on a three-story flat platform.

The scene was exactly the same as it was when she was kidnapped last time.

The fine hair on Yvette's body stood up. i

Yvette didn't know what happened to Emilie, who was standing in front of her. Emilie looked even more deranged.

"You can still sleep?"

Emilie's rough voice sounded.

Yvette calmed down and said to her, "Emilie, you kidnapped me twice. Are you trying to add your crimes?

Don't you feel guilty?"

"Guilty? Heh! Why should I feel guilty?"

Emilie slowly took off her hat and mask and said crazily, "You never know what I've been through!"

Yvette saw Emilie's face clearly under the dim candlelight. She immediately gasped.

That face!

The face was cut into pieces by the knife, and the skin and flesh on the wound were turned over, turning into pus. It was as if it was not treated at all, and it had been rubbing salt on the wound to maintain its current state.

When she got closer, there was still a stinky smell of rotting flesh.

It was very unpleasant.

"Did you see it clearly? I don't look like a human right now, and I don't look like a ghost either. Why should I be afraid of being charged?" Emilie asked as she brought her face closer.

Yvette widened her eyes and was speechless.

Emilie's face was really dark and terrifying. Children would cry when they saw it, and adults would have nightmares when they saw it.

"Do you know why I became like this?"

"Why?" Yvette struggled to break free from Emilie's grasp.

"Thanks to Lance. He sent people everywhere to look for me. The police were looking for me in the open, but or me. I didn't have any money, so I he was secretly looking for me. He blocked off all possible escape routes could only hide on a coastal island and be taken in by a fisherman in his fifties."

Emilie fell into her memories. That fisherman treated her very well on the first day, giving her food and clean clothes.

At night, Emilie thought that there was nowhere to run, so she followed the fisherman to the island where he was staying.

She did not expect that the nightmare would begin there.

The old fisherman imprisoned many women, old and young.

Usually, if one died, the fisherman would replace another.

When Emilie arrived, the last one was dying. And her legs and body were covered in bloody cuts.

The old fisherman was still rubbing salt on her wound, and said with a normal face, "It won't stink like this."

Only then did Emilie know that she had escaped from a dead end to hell, and her legs immediately went soft, not daring to resist at all.

During the day, she cooked for the old fisherman and washed his clothes. At night, she would suffer the inhumane abuse of the old fisherman. The fisherman would eat some strange medicine from the sea and do his best to torment women.

Usually, it would be an entire night before the fisherman would fall into a deep sleep.

Emilie was tortured by him. She lost all her dignity, and she was in huge pain. Many parts of her body had.

rotted into pus.

When the old fisherman locked her up and went out to fish again, she knew that her time of death had arrived.

Her body no longer had any value.

Fortunately, the fisherman came back empty-handed that night. Emilie secretly coaxed the old fisherman to drink and put a lot of the medicine he usually ate in the wine.

If one ate too much of the medicine, he would die.

The old fisherman died suddenly. She burned the old fisherman's house and escaped by his boat.

Before she escaped, she grabbed the old fishermen's money and hid in a small hotel, not daring to show up.

"Later on, the news reported that the old fisherman's island was on fire. Many corpses were found. The whole thing was investigated by the police. The old fisherman was identified as a murderer.

She hid for more than ten days and had no money on her, let alone go to the hospital.

One day, she returned to the small hotel room and suddenly found a package on the bed.

There was money, a mobile phone, and Yvette's address.

The phone rang. A man inside asked her if she wanted revenge, and then asked her to listen to his words.

Finally, on this day, she successfully kidnapped Yvette.

Emilie did not expect that the mysterious masked man who helped her would show up. The man took Yvette away.

Last time, Emilie failed because of two stupid men and failed to kill this little bitch.

This time a stupid man showed up again.

Emilie took advantage of the man's inattention to catch Yvette again and tied her up here.

This time, she would never fail again.

After Yvette heard this, she only felt that Emilie deserved it.

Yvette did not pity her.

Emilie had been kidnapped on the island. Since she could kill the fisherman, it meant that she had many opportunities to escape. However, she was afraid of pleading guilty, so she would rather suffer inhuman abuse there.

"What do you want to do now?" Yvette asked calmly..

"What do I want to do? Of course, I want you and your husband to pay the price!" Emilie's eyes flashed with a vicious light as she revealed a sharp dagger.

Yvette looked at the dagger that flashed with a cold light, and her heart skipped a beat.

After she forced herself to calm down, she said, "Emilie, did you not see the news? Lance and I divorced a long time ago. Don't you know?"

"You are divorced?" Emilie was surprised as if she did not know what was going on.

Yvette tried to convince and comforted her, "Even if I die, it won't affect him at all. But if you kill me, you definitely won't be able to escape! "Don't you just want money? I can give you money."

After Emilie heard this, she used her coarse and unpleasant voice to laugh.

"You said he divorced you, but I asked him to pay 8 million dollars. Do you know what he said?”

Yvette was still silently struggling free from the rope in her hand, pretending to ask her, "What did he say?"