With this, Leo Bort will be released!
She didn’t understand that she had worked so hard and managed to get some revenge for herself and her child, but in the end, why would it end up like this!
Christine White was thrown mercilessly away from the man in the suit and collapsed to the floor in a dazed state, her entire body dull-eyed.
The old man got up and walked to her on his crutches, looking at her condescendingly, “Girl, don’t blame the old man for my bad tactics, if you had obediently signed, I wouldn’t have gone out of my way to do this.”
“Why?” Christine White’s fingers slowly clenched the carpet beneath her, and a few rates of hatred erupted in her eyes, “I have no quarrel with you!”
The old man snorted coldly, “You have no grudge against the old man, but the old man has a grudge against The Lane Family, who made you the daughter-in-law of The Lane Family again.”
Got a grudge against The Lane Family?
Christine White shuddered slightly, “Who the hell are you?”
The old man mortared his cane, “You don’t need to know who I am, all you need to know is that The Bort Family is now defecting to the old man me, and from now on it will be immortal with The Lane Family.”
“What?” Christine White was shocked.
The Bort Family has turned to the old man?
So, Leo Bort is trying to target The Lane Family with this old man?
“Looks like you guessed something.” The old man coldly looked down at Christine White, “You’re a smart one, but you just have bad eyes, you had to marry into The Lane Family to get into this mess, so girl, there’s some retaliation, so you’ll be the one to take it for The Lane Family first!”
At that, Christine White’s heart plummeted and she rose from the ground with clenched fists, “What do you want?”
As she asked, her eyes glanced around the room, looking for as much protection as possible.
The old man saw her intentions and didn’t stop her behavior, instead, he even found her behavior ridiculous, tantamount to a praying mantis that doesn’t care about itself.
“You two!” The old man pointed to Christine White and instructed the two men in suits, “Give me a good treatment for the young lady of The Lane Family, whatever you can do as long as you don’t kill her, and from this moment on, I’m going to give The Lane Family a taste of the same kind of pain that I suffered back in the day!”
With those words, the old man left the room with his cane trembling.
The door to the room closed once more, and Christine White clutched the fruit plate in her hands in despair.
She had just seen that there were people guarding the door when the old man went out, which meant that there was no way she could open the door and escape.
And even if there was no one guarding the door, she couldn’t outrun these two men.
“Stay back, you guys.” Christine White clutched the fruit plate tightly in her arms and stared at the two men in a defensive manner, fear written in her eyes.
The two men had the old man’s orders, how could they listen to her, after looking at each other, one of them raised his leg and kicked at her.
Christine White was kicked in the stomach and fell to the ground with a scream, and the fruit plate in her arms flew out and fell to the ground with a splat, breaking into pieces.
The two men didn’t soften at all when they saw Christine White’s face white with pain and curled up on the ground like a shrimp, and they went up to her and punched and kicked her, dying before they stopped.
And at this point, Christine White couldn’t break her eyes anymore and was already out of breath.
The two men checked on her briefly before heading out the door to report back.
After a few minutes, the people came back, but only one, with a bag in his hand.
The man dumped the bag on top of Christine White’s head, “His Lordship says that you are implicated in all that you have suffered today because of The Lane Family, if you want to hate, hate The Lane Family, and that this is just the beginning, go back and tell your husband after you have been saved to get ready for the even crazier next revenge.”
With that, the man closed the door behind him and walked away.
The room returned to darkness once more, and Christine White moved her body slightly, reaching out with a trembling hand and touching the bag above her head, before opening her eyes with difficulty, rummaging through the cell phone in the bag, and dialing Baird Lane’s number.
The call was answered quickly, as if Baird Lane had been waiting for this call.
Baird Lane’s slightly urgent voice came through the phone, “Christine, where are you?”
“Baird…” At the sound of Baird Lane’s voice, Christine White’s little mouth dropped and a huge sense of aggravation welled up from the bottom of her heart, “I …”
“What’s wrong with you, come on, where the hell are you?” Baird Lane asked again, and in a more urgent tone than a moment before.
He could hear that she sounded off, as if she was holding something back.
Christine White looked into the darkened room and gasped vigorously, “I’m at … I’m in … I don’t know where I am …”
“What?” Baird Lane frowned, then asked, “Are there any landmarks around you?”
“I’m sorry Baird,” Christine White forced a desperate smile on her wolfish face, “I may not be able to answer, I can’t hold out, it hurts …”
After the words, she swayed, only to feel a pain in her head like a pinprick, and then the phone suddenly slipped out of her hand and fell to the ground, and she lost consciousness.
On the other end of the line, Baird Lane clunked, and a wave of malaise surged through him as he gripped his cell phone with increased volume and shouted into the phone, “Christine? Christine White?”
No response.
Baird Lane realized what was going on and, grim-faced to the core, cut the phone off and dialed Gates.
“President Lane?”
“Christine White’s cell phone is on, locate her immediately.” Baird Lane ordered in an icy voice.
“Yes!” Gates responded, hurrying to do as he was told.
Two minutes later, a location was sent to Baird Lane’s cell phone.
Baird Lane looked at the address on it and his brow furrowed into a kawa.
After he learned from Aunt Lucy that Christine White had been taken, he immediately sent for her, but searched for hours without finding her.
He’d even suspected that she’d been taken out of town, and was all set to arrange for someone to check the travel records at the major airport stations, but he hadn’t realized that she was actually at the hotel.
With this in mind, Baird Lane set off for the hotel without further delay.
When he arrived at the hotel, he kicked the door of the room open himself without waiting for the hotel people to open the door.
The room was dark, and Baird Lane smelled an unusual odor in the air as soon as he stepped inside.
That’s … The smell of blood!
The room smelled like blood, did …
“Turn on the lights!” Baird Lane commanded loudly.
Gates behind him immediately turned the lights on.
The room brightened up, but everyone was stunned, looking at the woman on the floor in disbelief.
The woman was lying there in a twisted position, her face covered in blood, and it looked like she had suffered inhuman abuse, and she did not know whether she was alive or dead at the moment.
At this moment, Baird Lane just felt his heart stop.
“President Lane, Mrs. She …” Gates was the first to react, looking to Baird Lane in horror.
Baird Lane didn’t respond, his face tightened as he walked towards the woman, walking up to her and crouching down, his large hand somewhat trembling as he probed her nostrils, and upon noticing that she was still breathing some faint breaths, he immediately picked her up and ran towards the door as fast as he could.
Gates saw this and rushed after him.
Hospital, outside the emergency room.
Baird Lane was sitting in a cold chair, his head hanging slightly, his arms crossed and folded together with a force that showed that he was not as calm inside as he was with his expression at the moment.
“President Lane,” Gates said as he approached with his cell phone.
Baird Lane’s eyes narrowed and his voice spoke hoarsely, “Well?”
“Checked, there were three tenants in that room, all male, two of them were bodyguards, and the ID that opened the room belonged to one of the bodyguards, so I can’t find out the identity of the real mastermind.” Gates said with an apologetic face.
“Can’t find out?” Baird Lane was displeased with the result.