Chapter 116
This show was doomed to fail from the start.
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Inside the CEO's office of Sullivan Group, Ethan Sullivan's knuckles turned white as he gripped his phone, fury burning in his eyes.
He snatched his suit jacket and stormed out, sending a voice message to his inner circle: "Evelyn's been kidnapped!"
A location pin followed immediately.
The black Maybach shot out of the underground garage like an arrow, trailed by three security vehicles.
At the same time, the police line connected.
The recording clearly captured the Hill family's scheming—each word deepened the crimson rage in Ethan's gaze.
The convoy sped away from downtown, racing toward an abandoned factory on the outskirts.
"Stop pretending to be pure!" Margaret Hill kicked Evelyn Laurent's unconscious form. "Aunt's family is useless. They couldn't even handle trash like this."
Harrison Whitmore took a drag from his cigarette and sneered. "That's why it's up to us. My brother-in-law's leg is broken, my nephew's still bedridden—this revenge is non-negotiable."
He turned to the driver with a sycophantic grin. "Mr. Sun, before handing her over to the boss, maybe we could..."
The driver remained impassive. "Rules are rules."
Harrison shut his mouth but couldn't tear his gaze away from Evelyn.
Such a delicate girl. What a waste not to touch her.
On the backseat, Evelyn's lashes fluttered imperceptibly.
She heard every vile word these scum uttered.
The drug's effects were fading. Sensation slowly returned to her limbs.
She'd see just how long this farce could last.
Who they'd called didn't matter.
What mattered was—her brothers would come.
On the highway, Ethan's car pushed past its limits.
The three Langley brothers closed in from different directions.
Victoria Langley's grip on the steering wheel turned her knuckles white. "Touch my daughter, and I'll make them regret being born."
Screeching brakes echoed outside the abandoned factory.
"She's dead weight!" Nina Rutherford panted, dragging Evelyn. "Margaret, help me!"
Margaret yanked Evelyn's other arm. "Keep your voice down, Mom. Let the boss inspect the goods already!"