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

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 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

"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

At these words, Heloise turned around in shock, looking at Reginald with disbelief. Reginald stood in place, casually adjusting his sleeve cuffs, then suddenly looked up, meeting her gaze. His eyes were like an endless abyss, and a cruel arc curved his thin lips. "When did I say I would let you go?" Heloise was stunned, and as the footsteps of the bodyguards outside became more frequent, she realized that Reginald had never intended to let her leave from the beginning. Several bodyguards rushed in, each carrying a pistol at their waist, and the courtyard gate was firmly closed, causing a loud noise that shook a few hyacinth flowers. Heloise's breathing became heavy. "What do you want?" "Tie up these two maids," Reginald ordered Ben, but his words were directed at Heloise. "Young Master?" Jane and Harriet looked confused, but they were pressed down by the nearby bodyguards, screaming in pain. Heloise's expression turned cold, and she was about to step forward. Seeing this, Ben