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Jane and Harriet widened their eyes in astonishment. Miss could actually speak such a clear, complete, and normal sentence! Was this still their Miss with the problematic brain? "Let you go? Spare us?" The robust kidnapper sneered, rolling up his sleeves to reveal muscles thicker than Heloise's legs. "I'm the national Taekwondo champion, and no one has ever been so arrogant in front of me. Okay, I'll spar with you." With that, the kidnapper rushed forward, throwing a punch at Heloise. Heloise leaned backward, wielding her dagger to accurately slash across his chest. The kidnapper, in pain, stepped back, and Heloise seized the opportunity to counterattack. After several rounds, the burly kidnapper found himself at a disadvantage. Observing Heloise's slender figure and her agile speed, he realized she had the upper hand. After a moment of thought, he came up with a plan. Instead of resisting Heloise's attacks, he decided to launch a fierce and relentless offensive. The thin kidna
Harriet shook her head as if in disbelief, "No, no, no, it's great that Miss is not mentally ill." "Now is not the time to talk about this. We need to leave here first." Heloise jumped off the wooden box, looked between the two captors, and finally pulled the dagger from the shoulder of the thin captor, pressing him to walk outside, "Let's go." The thin captor was in pain, almost fainting. Heloise used the muzzle of the gun to prop him up, and he staggered his legs to move forward. "You two, follow behind me." Heloise instructed the two maids, pushing the thin captor forward with the gun. Outside, a dozen guns were aimed at her. The leader of the captors stood there, dressed in a neat outfit, wearing a head mask, making it impossible to see his face. Only his eyes were exposed, showing some admiration, "Miss has impressive skills." "She even knocked down a national Taekwondo champion." "We're leaving," Heloise spoke concisely. "What about Coral Brook?" the leader of the capto
Just then, a man around sixty years old descended the stairs in a suit, his hair graying. "I never thought Reginald, who dominates the business world, would be such a devoted lover. If I had known earlier, I would have acted sooner." He laughed heartily as he walked over and sat opposite Reginald. Heloise glanced over and recognized the old man as the head of a certain financial conglomerate, surnamed Baker. News had it that he and Reginald weren't on good terms, with Reginald suppressing him almost to bankruptcy. It seems he is the mastermind behind this kidnapping case. Reginald lifted one leg, leaning against the back of the chair, and glanced coolly at him. "Old Baker, half of your bones are already buried in the soil, and you're still playing such an exciting game of kidnapping? Be careful of a heart explosion." Old Baker's face turned unpleasant upon hearing the curse. He forced a smile and said, "Reginald, according to the hierarchy in our circle, you should address me as
Reginald pursed his lips, stood up, and looked at him coldly, exuding a chilling aura. "Kill him!" The leader of the kidnappers shouted desperately. All the guns were instantly aimed at Reginald for a concentrated spray. Ben grabbed a chair and smashed it towards one of the kidnappers, creating an opening from the gang. Reginald and Ben quickly took cover behind a pillar. Ben swiftly retrieved two guns and handed one to Reginald. Gunshots echoed loudly through the entire abandoned building. The two maids covered their ears in fear. Downstairs, Coral's terrified screams added to the chaotic atmosphere. Seeing the situation, the kidnappers by Heloise's side couldn't care less about her. They quickly grabbed their weapons and headed downstairs. Heloise, with her head lowered, observed the sudden turn of events. Reginald, with a stern face, picked up a gun and walked out from behind the pillar, firing with precision. Despite the kidnappers' meticulous planning and superior numbe
Reginald carried her downstairs, step by step, heading toward the chaos below.Downstairs, the scene was a mess, with blood staining the floor.Reginald's men were already cleaning up the battlefield.Coral, looking both frightened and disheveled, struggled to stand from the ground. She pleaded with the people Reginald brought, "Young man, please help me untie these ropes. I beg you...""......"No one paid her any attention.Coral had to walk over to a nearby pillar and press her back against it, trying to free her hands by rubbing the ropes against the rough surface. No matter how hard she tried, the ropes wouldn't budge.Why was it so difficult?Coral stood there, her legs weak, tears streaming down her face.Suddenly, she heard people nearby calling out with great respect, "Mr. Wordsworth.""Mr. Wordsworth..."She immediately burst into tears. Raising her eyes, she saw Reginald carrying a woman down the stairs, and she couldn't see the woman's face clearly.The woman was cuddled u
“Really, he has already gone to the hot spring resort,” the servant said."Hot spring resort?"Vanora was extremely shocked. This... was really unexpected. What kind of girl could capture Reginald's heart?On the lawn of the estate, Tricia, the adopted daughter of Vanora, sat in a white pavilion, watching a few servants flying kites.The kites soared higher and higher, drifting towards the sky.She tightly wrapped her coat around her, gazing into the distance, occasionally coughing lightly.When Vanora married Ryan Wordsworth, she had no children of her own, so she adopted Tricia as her daughter. She became the third young lady of the Wordsworth family, but because she wasn't a blood relative of the Wordsworth family, she could only use the surname "Taylor" after Vanora.Tricia, now 21 years old, had always had delicate health, unable to engage in any strenuous activities, not even flying kites. She could only watch the servants fly them.In the current household, only she, Vanora, an
"But you know I'm ruthless and insane, and you were afraid I might kill you, so you had to keep it a secret," Reginald interjected, finishing her sentence. He seemed to have a good understanding of himself. Heloise observed his expression, and it seemed like he wasn't here to settle scores with her. She nodded, "Yes, that's how it is." She wasn't being polite. "What's your relationship with Darnell Smith?" Reginald lowered his eyes, casually swirling the glass in his hand. Why did he bring up Darnell Smith? "He's Coral's boyfriend," Heloise replied. "I'm asking about..." Reginald suddenly looked at her, his eyes revealing a mix of emotions. "What's his relationship with you?" Coral's relationship with Darnell Smith had nothing to do with him. "No relationship, just acquaintances from before," Heloise said. Heloise soaked in the hot spring pool, the dress clinging tightly to her body, not very comfortable. "What about Lucas ThankGod?" Reginald asked again. He seemed to know
The voice was cautious, but addressing Reginald by name didn't sound like a maid. "By the way, I heard you brought a girl home. Is she your girlfriend? Your father and I have prepared a red envelope and jewelry. Can we show them to you today?" the woman outside continued to ask. Heloise could probably guess that the woman outside was Reginald's stepmother. The Wordsworth’s were indeed under Reginald's management, and the stepmother spoke so cautiously. Heloise didn't speak but sat down on a lounge chair, lifting her sleeve to cover the wound with a thin towel. Outside, there was another cough, a young girl's voice. "Second bro, I'm Tricia. I made some macarons, um, do you want to eat them?" The girl spoke cautiously too. A younger sister of his, perhaps? Macarons? After three years in the slums with limited access to good food, especially favoring sweets since she got out, Heloise's stomach rumbled at the mention of those words. She turned her eyes and walked over, opening a