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True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 138

Lester's heart immediately rose. "Could there be something wrong with Miss Smith?"

Before he could talk to Heinz Jones, he saw that Heinz had already stood up and walked outside while making a phone call.

"Jensen, Grace is missing. Help me track Lorenzo's location." Heinz said through the phone.

"What's wrong?" Jensen Charm was stunned. "What happened? How can a person go missing? Are you suspecting that it has something to do with Lorenzo?" Jensen asked.

"Stop questioning me now!" Heinz said in a deep voice, "Go and investigate Lorenzo right now."

"Okay." Jensen didn't waste any more time.

After Heinz finished talking, he hung up the phone and went into the elevator.

Lester followed closely behind and immediately arranged for his men to search for Grace's location as well.

The phone was connected.

"Assistant Lester, we've found Lorenzo's car." A voice came from the other side.

Lester immediately said to Heinz, "President, we found Lorenzo's car. His car is now located near the light bulb factory in the suburbs. He has just entered the factory."

Heinz's face was cold, and his eyes were filled with frost.

He didn't say a word, his thin lips were puckered into a thin line.

In the light bulb factory in the suburbs.

In order to get rid of the rope binding her wrists, Grace rubbed the rope on the chair with all her strength, but she couldn't break it even though she had been grinding it for a long time.

However, her hands were soon stained with blood.

She didn't care about the pain, because she didn't know where Lorenzo went. She was very anxious. She must undo the ropes and escape before Lorenzo came back.

"Bang-" Suddenly, the door opened.

Lorenzo held a bag in his hand, closed the door, and threw it on the ground with a bang.

"Humph." He looked at Grace and said with an evil smile, "You've been waiting for a long time, don't you? You damned woman."

Grace immediately sat up straight. Her mouth was stuffed with a dirty towel. She couldn't speak, so she could only mutter.

Lorenzo grabbed the towel in her mouth, pulled it out, and threw it aside.

"Come and untie the rope for me," Grace said in a low voice. "I need to pee now."

She was afraid that Lorenzo would see the traces of her struggle, and it would be even more unlikely for him to untie it for her.

She took the lead and said, "I really can't untie the ropes. If you don't come and help me now, I'm really going to pee in my pants."

"Hehe." Lorenzo said with a sinister smile, "You can go ahead and pee in your pants. I won't untie it for you."

He pointed to the bag on the ground and said in a deep voice, "Unless you drink this."

Grace looked over to see what was in the bag. There was a strange bottle in it, and it seemed like some sort of liquid aphrodisiac.

There was also a box which had words "thinnest and safest" written on it. She already knew what was inside without even think.

She was stunned for a moment and immediately understood that these things were simply meant to be used by men to do evil things.

It turned out that he just went out to buy these things. Lorenzo was really disgusting.

If she took the medicine, she would really lose her mind.

She couldn't drink it.

Seeing her hesitation, Lorenzo smiled and took out a small plastic bottle from the bag on the ground. He opened the lid and walked toward Grace.

The bottle was poorly wrapped and looked cheap.

Lorenzo soon came to Grace and pinched her chin. He was so strong that she couldn't move.

"Don't you want to drink?" He sneered at Grace and pursed his lips. "Didn't you say that you wanted to cooperate with me? Did you go back on your words?" "You have to let me go to the bathroom first," Grace said, "Then, we can also have a good time when I come back from the toilet, right?"

"Oh, no," Lorenzo shook his head and said, "I know your tricks."

Grace frowned. "It's true. I really wanted to go to the toilet."

Having been guessed what's in her heart, Grace was so anxious.

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