Chapter 323
“Fine, just hurry up. If the boss gets here and you’re missing, he’s not going to be happy.”
“I know, I know.”
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By the time Vivian opened her eyes again, three hours had passed.
Her thoughts were foggy at first, but slowly began to clear.
She moved her eyes, scanning her surroundings.
It was pitch dark, cramped, and the air was stale. This place felt eerily similar to the room on the ship.
The subtle rumbling beneath her told her she was in motion.
Vivian quickly realized that she was in the back of a large truck
Her clothes were still soaked through, clinging to her cold skin. But someone had thrown a thick blanket over her–probably afraid she would freeze to death before they could hand her over.
She curled up tightly, arms hugging herself beneath the clamp fabric, her shoulders trembling with silent sobs.
This entire journey had been hell.
There was nothing left of the pampered socialite the used to be.
She didn’t need a mirror to know she probably looked like a beggar–soaked, filthy, and broken
wien cried until she couldn’t anymore.
When the tears dried up, she leaned against the cold metal wall of the truck, trying to rest.
Even wrapped in the blanket, the soaked clothes underneath made it feel like she was trapped in an icebox. Her body trembled uncontrollably.
She guessed they were taking her to Jersey City.
If she was right, it would only be a few more hours before she saw Sean again.
Eventually, the truck came to a stop.
Rough hands yanked her out of the vehicle.
Vivian was dragged into a basement.
“Miss Xander,” he said coolly, eyes narrowing, “What a long game of hide–and–seok you’ve played.”
Vivian trembled, her voice shaking “W–What do you want?”
Luke let out a crooked grin. “Me? My job was just to haul you back here, and it’s done. What happens next is up to Mr. Jasper.”
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