"Let's go," the stranger commanded her as soon as the door was shut.
The van continued to drive forward.
When she sensed the chemical fumes coming from the large hands that were covering her nose and mouth, Jenna knew that trouble was in store for her.
As the man hurled her into the van, with her mind slowly slipping in a daze, she realized she might have been caught by some of Srirano's deadly theft gangs.
Good grief. She might be doomed to die on that day.
She struggled to get up, only to find that there were another four or five men in the van. Each of them had strong builds, and sly smiles on their faces.
"Let me go, or I'll call the police," Jenna resisted loudly.
"This girl seems like a catch. This mink coat she's wearing is worth at least a hundred thousand. Not only have we made a fortune, we can also enjoy the night away." One of the men grinned. Soon, the car erupted in sinister laughter.
Jenna shivered. As a car designer, she knew how to open the door to this type of car. She inched closer to the door, pretending to be asleep, but her hands were shifting along to find the lock.
At that time, she would rather jump out of the car than fall into the hands of these detestable men and be taken advantage of.
As long as the door was opened, she would immediately topple over. Even if she had to die, she would be able to escape, her subconscious told her.
"Motherf*cker, you sly fox." Just as she was about to open the lock, one of the men noticed her and immediately flew into a rage. He struck Jenna on the head, and with a golden light flashing in front of her eyes, Jenna passed out.
She woke up to endless darkness.
She felt the chilling ground on her back.
"Sh*t, hasn't she woken up yet? If you want to play, then better do it while they're awake." A man swore, and there was a smell of alcohol coming from the other side of the room.
Jenna opened her eyes. She was locked in a dark room. The door of this dark room was like a rolling gate. It seemed likely that she had been abducted and moved into an abandoned factory.
The gangsters were drinking in a small room next to hers, with obscenities weaving from their lips.
"What should I do?"
Jenna felt devastated to no end, and she could clearly understand the meaning of 'all hope turns to dust'.
"Hansen, Hansen, where are you? Come and save me."
She was silently shouting in her heart. Her mind was filled with Hansen. How much she wished for that tall and familiar figure to descend from the heavens, to stand by her side, and to embrace her.
Unfortunately, she knew that at that moment, it was only a hopeless dream. In such a desolate place, even if Hansen knew that she had been kidnapped, he would not be able to rush over in time.
She closed her eyes in despair.
As soon as Hansen rushed out of the meeting venue, he hurriedly instructed Alvin to pick up Jenna. His phone rang not long after they started the car.
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