I said while reversing my car, "You can stay in Andoland for a few more days to get used to the environment. Help me look for houses while you're at it too. Hendrix has arranged another project for me. It's slightly tricky, so I may not be able to leave so soon."
She cursed at this and pouted, "Why are you still taking on new projects when you're going to leave? If you want to leave, just do it! Don't be so indecisive."
It wasn't like I didn't know I had to leave decisively and leave nothing behind, but people's hearts change. How could it be as simple as a few sentences?
"Bang!" Just as I reversed out of the parking space, I suddenly bumped into something. My heart jolted as I quickly told Monique over the phone, "Monique, I seemed to have hit something. I'll hang up first and call you back later."
After that, I hung up the phone without waiting for Monique to reply. Then, I opened the door and quickly got out of the car to check.
Except for smaller animals running around, there was nothing else in the underground parking lot. Thus, I hoped that my car wouldn't be too seriously damaged.
I looked around and found a kitten lying at the corner of the trunk, seemingly received a heavy hit. I walked up to it and crouched down to have a look. Out of nowhere, someone forcibly covered my mouth from behind, and a pungent smell surged into my nose.
I lost consciousness almost in an instant. It was too late for me when I realized that I was in danger.
When I woke up again, I was engulfed by darkness. My surroundings were pin-drop silent that I could hear my own heartbeat.
After a few minutes of panicking, I finally calmed down. The man who had kidnapped me was keeping me alive, so he had to have an ulterior motive. Thinking about my identity as Mrs. Roberts, the kidnapper was probably going to ransom money, or to use me to threaten Hendrix.
However, no matter what the kidnapper wanted, I was in no danger as far as I could tell.
Thinking of this, I gradually composed myself. About half an hour later, I heard a loud creak followed by a blaring light.
Then came the voice of a middle-aged man, saying, "She's awake!"
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