Owen Dong moved his cane out of the way, “Girl, it’s not your place to ask questions, give a set of clothes to her.”
That last one, he said to a couple of bodyguards.
Soon a clean set of clothes was delivered.
Owen Dong told his bodyguard to untie Christine White.
Once untied, Christine White stood up holding onto the post behind her, moved her arms and legs a little, and took the clothes from the bodyguard.
She was cold, and if she stayed cold she was sure to catch a cold.
The consequences of a cold could also result in a miscarriage, and she didn’t want that, so she couldn’t wait to get a different set of clothes.
What’s more, judging from the words she just heard Owen Dong say to Baird Lane, this set of clothes, or Baird Lane fought for her, she can’t waste his hard work.
“Come on, let’s go out and greet The Lane Family kid.” Owen Dong took control of the wheelchair and turned it in a direction toward the warehouse doors.
The four bodyguards naturally followed.
Christine White and Molly Bort are the only ones left in the warehouse again.
Christine White held the dress, which went to check on Molly Bort.
Molly Bort was seen leaning against the post with her head cocked and her eyes squeezed shut, apparently unconscious.
It seems to have been knocked out, so no wonder there had been no movement just now.
Without paying too much attention to Molly Bort, Christine White averted her gaze and made her way over to a clean area where she began to change.
After changing her clothes, her body temperature gradually came back up and she didn’t feel so cold anymore, and her tense body just relaxed.
She then sat down in place and took a short break.
After resting for about half an hour, Molly Bort grunted and woke up.
She opened her eyes and cursed twice in annoyance before turning her head to the pillar beside her.
Seeing the pillar empty, she panicked, “Where is everyone?”
What happened to Christine White?
Could it be that Christine White was rescued after she passed out?
At this thought, Molly Bort’s face became terrified, and her eyes went scarlet.
What if Christine White really was rescued?
Why didn’t Baird Lane save her?
“Ahhhhhh!” Molly Bort couldn’t help but scream the more she thought about it.
Christine White got a headache from her yelling and impatiently chided, “Will you shut up?”
“Christine White?” screamed Molly Bort as she heard the familiar voice, and her screams came to a violent and abrupt halt as she looked over at her incredulously.
Seeing Christine White sitting in the shadows, she smiled abruptly, and no longer felt terrified, and for the first time even, she was so happy for Christine White’s presence.
Great, Christine White is still alive and hasn’t been rescued.
That means Baird Lane isn’t here yet.
Then she’s still saved!
“What are you laughing at?” Christine White couldn’t help but feel a little nasty when she saw Molly Bort smiling warmly at herself.
It was as if she was some kind of prey that she had set her sights on.
“What do you care what I’m laughing at?” Certain that Christine White was still there, Molly Bort calmed down and resumed her high and mighty obnoxious look.
Christine White doesn’t know where she gets her condescending underbelly from, and doesn’t bother, turning her gaze aside.
That’s when Molly Bort realized what was wrong and stared wide-eyed at Christine White, “Where’s your rope? How did you untie it? And where did you get your clothes?”
Christine White, listening to her questioning, blandly returned, “Is it any of your business?”
“On what grounds?” Molly Bort, feeling the injustice, roared with eyes wide open, “Why should they give you clothes and untie you while I have nothing and am tied up here!”
Christine White gathered her jacket and wrapped herself more tightly, “You’ll have to ask them that, is it useful for you to tell me that?”
Molly Bort was furious, “You, get over here and help me untie this rope!”
Christine White sat on the floor as if she hadn’t heard and didn’t move.
Molly Bort’s chest rose and fell violently at the sight, “Christine White, you told you to untie me, are you deaf?”
“Why should I help you solve it?” Christine White looked at her emotionlessly.
Now Molly Bort is nothing like the elegant and gentle woman she was at the beginning of her life, with a noble air about her.
Without those embellishments, she’s just a spiteful, capricious, illiterate, stupid, poisonous, hypocritical woman.
“Why?” Molly Bort gave an impish grin, “Because I’m your sister and you’re my sister and you have to help me!”
Sister?
Sister?
Christine White’s eyes flashed sternly as she looked at her icily, “You know who I am too?”
“My dad told me.” Molly Bort lifted her chin proudly.
Christine White closed her eyes and smiled coldly, “So that’s how it is, then do you know if I’m willing to admit it or not? If I don’t recognize you, you’re not my sister, and I’m not your sister, so I’m not going to help you, so just die.”
Molly Bort didn’t expect her to be so hard-hearted and exploded, “Christine White, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to admit it, we have the same blood running through our bodies!”
“Ridiculous!” Christine White got up and walked over to Molly Bort, looking down on her condescendingly, “So what if you bleed the same blood, it’s not like you have the same mom, not to mention that you didn’t see you recognizing me when we were tied up together, now that you have something to beg for, isn’t it shameful to say that I’m your sister?”
“You …”
Just as Molly Bort was about to open her mouth to say something to give Christine White a dislike, she was interrupted by a rush of footsteps after only one word.
Christine White hastened to look in the direction of the source of the footsteps.
They only saw the four bodyguards who had followed Owen Dong earlier, running towards them, and when they reached a closer point, the four of them separated, two by two.
Two of them came to Christine White and restrained her left and right, while the other two ran for Molly Bort.
Molly Bort looked at the ropes being untied from her body and was overjoyed, “Is it Baird coming? Is it him coming to save us?”
The two bouncers didn’t answer and tackled her just like Christine White.
“Be honest and come with us!”
The four men escorted Christine White and Molly Bort out of the warehouse and toward the rows of abandoned containers.
Along the way, Molly Bort kept calling out, asking where the four were taking her.
Only Christine White kept her head down and didn’t say a word.
Because she knew very well that she wouldn’t get the slightest answer even if she asked the same questions as Molly Bort, so she might as well be quiet and save her strength and run when she had the chance.
I don’t know how long they had been walking, but the four bodyguards finally stopped.
Christine White looked up and surveyed her surroundings, realizing that she and Molly Bort had been led by them to a rusty elevated building which was backed by a lake.
The lake was so large and fast-flowing that Christine White could hear the crashing water pounding below as she stood here, making it quite frightening to listen to.
“What did you bring us here for?” Christine White swallowed and finally opened her mouth to ask the first question.
Molly Bort was quick to chime in, “That’s right, what do you want? I’m warning you to stay put or Baird won’t let you go!”
Faced with Christine White’s questions, and Molly Bort’s warnings, the four bodyguards acted as if they hadn’t heard them, removing the rope from their waists and tying the two men up once again.
After tying it off, one of the bouncers said, “Put the hook down.”
Hook?
What hook?
Christine White looked uneasily toward the bouncer who had answered.
The bouncer walked to a stop in front of one of the gate valves on the right side of the elevated area, then reached down and lifted the gate valve upward.
As he did, Christine White heard the sound of metal sliding above her head.
She looked up and her face paled, her blood ran cold.