She had just looked at the four figures when she incidentally surveyed her surroundings, and judging from the structure of this large house, this should be a warehouse.
I just don’t know, where the warehouse is.
And she was tied up here with four men guarding in front of her, a direct escape was definitely out of the question, unless she could contact the outside world and have someone come to rescue her, she would be like Molly Bort, tied up here all the time.
Just how to contact the outside world was another challenge, and it went without saying that her cell phone must have been taken and was not on her person.
It didn’t seem possible to call out for help straight away; this warehouse was rusted and broken, with cobwebs everywhere, so it was obvious that it was an abandoned warehouse, and surely no one would come.
So calling for help, it’s no use …
Even this thought of two ways, and finally found that neither of them could be done, Christine White all of a sudden fell into a difficult position, the air pressure around her body was low, and her heart became anxious from the calmness at the beginning.
At that moment, Molly Bort’s voice rang in her ears, “Christine White, do you know who kidnapped us?”
Christine White glanced up at her, “I know.”
“You know?” Molly Bort was slightly surprised.
Christine White pursed her lips, “Leo Bort said you were taken by Owen Dong and now you’re here, so the answer is obvious.”
That’s what she just figured out.
What she just didn’t expect was that Mick White would actually be bought by Owen Dong.
As for the terms of the buyout, I believe it was the five million dollars that Mick White was talking about before he knocked her out at the time.
Thinking about this, Christine White mentally smiled mockingly, only to think that Mick White was just plain stupid and pathetic.
Dong’s group is bankrupt, all the properties under Owen Dong’s name have been seized, where can he get five million dollars.
Predictably, Mick White was duped.
“My dad told you that I was taken by Owen Dong?” Molly Bort was stunned, then questioned excitedly, “You’ve seen my dad?”
Christine White frowned and didn’t answer.
Undeterred, Molly Bort asked again, “So did Baird meet my dad, too?”
“Does it matter to you?” Christine White looked at her coldly, clearly not wanting to answer her.
Molly Bort lifted her chin proudly, “Of course he did, if he had met my dad, my dad would have made sure he would have come to my rescue.”
“Are you so sure?” Christine White narrowed her almond eyes, her mind rather mixed.
It was really true that she was right.
Leo Bort did make a scene asking Baird Lane to save her.
And Baird Lane said yes, but only for a reason …
Christine White suddenly smiled, deep in her heart, but in the next second, her smile dissipated, and a bit of worry colored her brow.
I also wonder if anyone at the hospital realized she was missing.
And then there’s Aunt Lucy, knocked out in the parking lot by Mick White, and I don’t know if she’s woken up yet.
“Hey!” Molly Bort shouted to wake Christine White up when she saw her gawking, “What are you thinking about?”
Christine White didn’t bother with her and simply closed her eyes.
Molly Bort saw this and was infuriated, “I’m talking to you again, do you hear me?”
Christine White still ignored her.
Molly Bort felt that Christine White didn’t put herself in her eyes, and with a flash of hostility in her eyes, she was about to say something, when there was a squeak from the front door of the warehouse, followed by footsteps and the sound of wheels rolling in quick succession.
Christine White, knowing that someone was coming, stopped pretending to be asleep and opened her eyes wide, looking closely in the direction of the source of these sounds.
Soon a group of people appeared in front of her, four in the back and one in the front.
Christine White didn’t look at those four much, focusing all her eyes on the one at the front.
The man was wearing a Dong suit and sitting in a wheelchair. With such obvious features, Christine White had already guessed the identity of this person, Owen Dong!
Perhaps the memory of the last time is too deep, Christine White saw Owen Dong, the heart subconsciously tensed up, the body is also tense, the eyes are vaguely revealed a few points of fear.
Owen Dong is a tough guy, she can’t forget the last time he let someone beat her up, not to mention the time he let someone hit her with a car behind her.
So he left her in such a great shadow that the sight of him frightened her a little.
Also afraid of Owen Dong is Molly Bort. When Molly Bort saw him coming, she shrunk herself into a ball and buried her head deep in her chest, her whole body scared to death.
It was thought that these days, she had been taught a hard lesson by Owen Dong, otherwise it was impossible for her to be this scared.
“Do you know who I am?” Owen Dong swept over Molly Bort and finally fixed his eyes on the pale Christine White, taking the lead and breaking the silent and oppressive atmosphere of the warehouse.
Christine White’s pupils shrank as she met his hard gaze, and it was several seconds before she made a sound, “Chairman Dong …”
“You’re good.” Owen Dong smiled a grim smile.
Christine White didn’t understand what he meant by this, and had the good sense not to ask, and fell silent.
Owen Dong saw how quiet she was and tapped his finger on the faucet of his cane, “This is the third time we’ve met.”
Christine White is still silent.
Owen Dong, not annoyed when she didn’t pick up on his words, raised his cane and lifted Christine White’s chin with the end of it that was pinned to the ground, “Do you have any idea what I’m asking you to do here?”
Please?
Is this please?
Christine White sneered inwardly but didn’t show it on her face as she looked at the cane in front of her and was tempted to pull her head back.
But then he thought that the owner of this walking stick was Owen Dong, and if he really did that, he might anger the other party, so he had to hold back.
“Sure.” She replied.
“Oh?” Owen Dong’s eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and then he came to be interested, “Then tell me, what did I invite you here for?”
“There are no more than two purposes!” Christine White looked him in the eyes, “The first one, you want to kill me, the second one, you want to use me to lure Baird here and then deal with Baird, but the first one is unlikely, if you really want to kill me, you wouldn’t have kept me until now, so your purpose should be the second one.”
Owen Dong was quite surprised in his heart after hearing her words, then he laughed out loud and seemed to be in a good mood, “You’re rather smarter than that woman next to you.”
Christine White subconsciously looked to the side and saw Molly Bort, who was shrinking into a ball and pretending to be a quail, without much reaction, calmly withdrawing her gaze.
“Elder Dong, the call is here.” At this moment, a bodyguard behind Owen Dong held a cell phone and respectfully handed it over.
Owen Dong picked it up, looked at it, and instead of answering it right away, asked Christine White, “Do you know who this call is from?”
Christine White’s gaze flickered, the answer already in her mind, “You took the initiative to ask me, so the person calling should have something to do with me, it’s Baird, isn’t it?”
Hearing the word Baird, Molly Bort, who was on the side, stopped pretending to be a quail and flew her head up, staring excitedly at the cell phone in Owen Dong’s hand.
Owen Dong gave two grim chuckles, “You’re right, he called, I told him you were here, and no, he called of his own accord.”
The words left his mouth and he picked up the phone in front of Christine White.
Christine White looked at him with a puzzled expression, quite unable to understand what he was doing.
She’s trying to figure out how to contact the outside world and get someone to come to her rescue, but she doesn’t realize that Owen Dong will actually take the initiative to tell Baird Lane about her whereabouts.
If he does that, isn’t he afraid that Baird Lane will call the police and bring in a large contingent?
If Baird Lane did do that, he’d end up either dead or captured alive, and she couldn’t believe he couldn’t think of that.
But he did it on the side, and that makes it quite incomprehensible.
“Yes, she’s here, and if you don’t believe me, you can listen to her.”
Owen Dong’s words interrupted Christine White’s musings.
Christine White watched as he handed his cell phone to the bouncer from earlier, who took it and then came back towards her and handed it to her.
Christine White looked at Owen Dong in disbelief.
Is this for her to pick up?