And by this time, Candy Hall and Marisa Darcyhad long since moved out.
Inside a luxury clubhouse in the suburbs, Ivy Smith sat in the lobby, waiting for the mysterious person behind the email to appear.
“Miss, your soda.”
The waiters here are uniformly dressed in black suits, and their demeanor is not as respectful as that of ordinary clubhouse attendants. Ivy Smith feels vaguely strange, but with her attention focused on the door, she subconsciously reassures herself that this is probably the hallmark of this clubhouse.
Not long after, a car slowly from the distance, parked in the open space outside the clubhouse, a figure from the car, because of the gate on both sides of the potted plant obscured, Ivy Smith could not see the other party’s face.
Is hesitant to get up, the other party has walked into the lobby, the face, surprisingly, she had seen the …
Ivy Smith never expected that the person who investigated her past and threatened her with it would be Candy Hall, who is now visibly pregnant!
She and Alex Brown had suspected Marisa Darcyand Abbott Hawk, but they had never considered Candy Hall. Before they recovered from their surprise, They of them were already looking at each other.
No!
Ivy Smith’s heart shuddered, thinking that she had overlooked something, such as Candy Hall is not powerful, and lost the Wright Family as a big backer, where she has the ability to investigate her, Candy Hall must have someone behind, who could it be?
The moment Marisa Miller’s name flashed in her mind, Ivy Smith made a snap decision and quickly turned around and left.
If Marisa Darcywas behind this matter, then the reason for asking her to meet with her could not be for cooperation, but to take revenge for the previous incident. “Stop!”
Candy Hall’s voice came from behind her, but she ignored it and quickened her pace.
She was about to walk into the elevator when her path was suddenly blocked. She frowned and looked up, only to see the black-suited waiter staring at her with a grim expression …
Ivy Smith’s body fell limply to the ground, Candy Hall stood a few steps away, don’t want to see more, pretending to calmly ordered: “Send the person upstairs.”
Candy Hall then dialed Marisa Darcyto ask what needed to be done next.
She got a number from Marisa Miller, sent the location information, and stood alone outside the room waiting.
Nearly half an hour later, a ragged man emerged from the elevator at the end of the hallway.
As the man approached, the stench rushed into her nose. Candy Hall, who was already sensitive to pregnancy, took a big step back, covering her mouth and nose.
“Why did you just get here, how long has it been?” She reprimanded in disgust, and then couldn’t help but ask, “What are you?”
Marisa Darcyhad gone to great lengths to find a homeless man from the bustling Imperial City in order to give Ivy Smith a taste of life and death.
“All right, all right, cut the crap!” Seeing that he was about to approach herself, Candy Hall hurriedly stopped, reached out and pushed the door open, and with a lift of her chin ordered, “What to do when you get in, I don’t need to teach you.”
The standard room in the clubhouse, a double bed, at this time unconscious Ivy Smith lying on it, long hair scattered, the tramp look, almost drooling, rubbing palms will go in, walked to the door but suddenly stopped: “Eh? Why is she not moving at all?”
He thought Ivy Smith was drunk, but there was no smell of alcohol in the room, and her quiet appearance was also very strange, although the homeless man had nothing to take into account, but ultimately afraid of making a confession.
Candy Hall glared at him with contempt: “Waste, do not look at yourself in the mirror, if she is sober, will willingly let you sleep?
Even the most desperate people have self-respect, the homeless man heard the words, immediately irritated: “You say again!”
Candy Hall was too lazy to waste time with him, and waved her hand in a good mood: “All right, hurry up and go inside, don’t be disgusting here!”
Just a few words, the stench came again, Candy Hall turned her back to dry heave, her shoulders were snapped by a large palm.
She was about to scream, but her hands were already under control, and the homeless man roughly dragged her into the room, saying viciously, “Damn little bitch, you think I’m disgusting, I’ll show you, we’re all the same with our clothes off!”
Candy Hall was thrown at the end of the bed and her whole body was enveloped in the fishy smell as the homeless man came over with his stinking mouth open and her stomach heavily pressed.
She screamed and cursed, but to no avail. Fortunately, the waiter from earlier had been instructed by Marisa Darcyto check on the situation and happened to notice the scene.
They waiters dragged the homeless man to a nearby room, and after a heartbreaking scream, one of them returned to report.
“Dead?!”
Although it was a homeless man, and from the waiter’s attitude, this kind of thing seemed to be easily solved, Candy Hall was still gutted for a long time.
It turned out that human life was so cheap in their eyes.
When she called Marisa Darcyto tell her about the incident, she was scolded without surprise.
“What’s the use of you, you can’t even control a man, why don’t you go to hell!” After venting her anger, Marisa Darcythought for a moment and came up with another idea: “You contact another person, remember, this is the last chance, otherwise … my tactics how, you know.”
Hanging up the phone, she sent Abbtt Hawk’s number over.
After being blinded by Abbtt Hawk in one eye last time, she was willing to bear the humiliation of continuing to serve, but Abbtt Hawk’s anger was hard to dispel, and also disliked her, and They broke off contact. At this time, she is afraid that it is difficult to gain Abbott Hawk’s trust again, Candy Hall is a new face, maybe there is still some chance.
On the other hand, Candy Hall got the number, according to Marisa Miller’s advice, did not call directly, but to communicate by text message, informing Abbtt Hawk that his enemies in their own hands.
Abbtt Hawk did not believe it at first, Candy Hall then took a picture of Ivy Smith and sent it to him along with the location.
This club is one of the gathering places of the black power in the empire, Abbtt Hawk is a regular customer here, see the situation will know the woman on the other side of the phone is not lying to him, immediately drive to come.
He had to kill Ivy Smith in order to get rid of the bad blood!
He wondered what Alex Brown’ face would be when he saw Ivy Smith’s body.
Candy Hall waited outside the room for a long time, during which she opened the door several times to check the situation, afraid that Ivy Smith woke up and sneaked away, even though this is the eighth floor, to escape must pass in front of her eyes.
Until her patience was about to run out and she was about to send a text message to urge, Abbott Hawk finally showed up.
“Brother, you’re here?” She smiled as naturally as she could, but her hands were so nervous she didn’t know where to put them, so she pointed toward the room, “Ivy Smith is in there, please … enjoy.”
Thinking of Ivy Smith waiting for him to do whatever he wants in the room, Abbott Haw pushed the door open directly and walked into the room in stride.
At that moment, according to Ivy Smith’s cell phone location, Alex Brown and Eric Chan finally arrived at the clubhouse.
They were raw faces, and the black-suited waiter blocked them directly at the door, seemingly polite and courteous, but with a strong sense of scrutiny in his eyes.
“May I ask if you two are members of this clubhouse?”
Alex Brown was cautiously looking around when Eric Chan spoke first: “No, we’re here to see … for a local business trip, and we’d like to find a place to relax after the errand.”
“Sorry, this club has a membership system, you two …”
Alex Brown interrupted in time and pulled out a black and gold card from his money clip, “Do the membership now and open a room for us to rest as soon as possible.”
The waiter still smiled professionally: “Sorry, to apply for membership of this club, you need to be introduced by familiar customers, if you two are really in a hurry, you should check into other hotels.”
Eric Chan was about to reveal the identity of Alex Brown, but he was stopped by Alex Brown with a raised hand.
“Mr. Brown?” He lowered his voice and looked at Alex Brown with uncertainty.
Alex Brown didn’t say much, but gave the waiter a slight nod and led him out of the clubhouse, completely out of sight of the people inside, before explaining with a grave face, “No need to ask, Ivy is here.”
The first time he looked around in the hall, through the side glass window, he found Ivy Smith’s car parked in an extremely hidden place, if not deliberately looking, it would be impossible to find.
“You mean she was under control and the other party was afraid of being noticed, so they hid her car?!”
Learning of Alex Brown’ discovery, Eric Chan was shocked: “What do we do now? Call the police or …”
“It’s too late.” Alex Brown shook his head.
The other side dared to make a move on Ivy Smith in broad daylight, surely they would not give her a chance to catch her breath. Right now they had to scramble for time, waiting for the police or waiting for the bodyguards to come over was tantamount to pushing Ivy Smith to death.
“There should be a back door here, let’s go there first.” He made a split-second decision.
As expected, two black-clad bodyguards were guarding a steel door at the back of the club, with their hands behind their backs, in a do-not-enter manner.
Eric Chan looked at Alex Brown with concern, but the latter didn’t hesitate and gave the order to rush out first …
After subduing They men separately, Alex Brown leaned against the wall to catch his breath while Eric Chan picked up one of the men who was still conscious and asked for the floor where Ivy Smith was located, and then punched the man and knocked him out directly.
Eighth floor.
Out of an abundance of caution, Alex Brown and Eric Chan climbed the stairs all the way up and exited the security tunnel just as a neighboring elevator closed and went down.
As they passed the elevator, Alex Brown unconsciously glanced inside and saw a panicked Candy Hall standing in it.
The appearance of Candy Hall made Alex Brown feel even more bad, and instructed Eric Chan to speed up the search.
“Why are you so useless? Now Abbott Hawk is here, and you are in a hurry to come back, in case there is another accident, see how I can clean you up!
Since she agreed to work with Marisa Miller, her life seems to have fallen from heaven to hell, and last time, she forced her to do that to the yellow hair …
The first thing you need to do is to pay for your mistakes, and now she really knows she’s wrong, but when will this kind of life end?
At this time, the clubhouse Alex Brown and Eric Chan, are still splitting up to find Ivy Smith.
Alex Brown was in charge of the left side of the corridor, near the end of a guest room, when he vaguely heard a strange sound coming from inside.
“Uh-uh…”
A dull moan, as if it came from a muffled mouth.
He listened sideways for a moment and almost confirmed that this was where Ivy Smith was being held, but in order to avoid spooking the wrong room, he had to take a chance and try.
“Ivy!”
As he shouted, the room fell into a dead silence, followed by a more intense cry for help.
Yes, this was it!
He hurriedly called back Eric Chan, and They of them turned sideways and together they slammed the door with all their strength.
In the room, Abbott Hawk smiled sinisterly.
“Think they can save you? Ha ha ha, don’t hold too much hope, to tell you the truth, this is a mob trading place, the door is reinforced, with their two flesh body, to death can not crash.”
Ivy Smith just woke up, vision has been blurred by tears, hands and feet are tied, mouth also stuffed with towels, but still a moment of non-stop squirming struggle.
“Don’t believe me?” Abbtt Hawk hooked his lips and grinned, and suddenly slapped her face hard: “If you don’t believe me, then let’s try and see if I’ll make you want to die first, or if your little lover will come in first!
Before the words were out of his mouth, Abbtt Hawk had clutched a handful of her hair and slammed it into the head of the bed, then plucked her shirt, unbuckled his belt and whipped her bare skin with excitement.
Abbtt Hawk had enough of the beating and looked at her bruises with great satisfaction, then took off his T-shirt and half-kneeled on the bed and slowly approached her.
Don’t–
She hissed frantically inside, but her expression was filled with despair, the sound of banging on the door was getting more and more distant, and this time, she was afraid that there was no escape.
Outside the door, Alex Brown was kicking at the door, shouting angrily to warn Abbott Hawk, but there was no response, and Eric Chan was calling his bodyguards to arrive immediately!
He was pacing anxiously in place when a silver shadow suddenly flashed in his eyes, and when he looked at it, it was actually a paper clip used to hold paper.
“Mr. Brown, I have an idea!”
Eric Chan picked up the paper clip, as fast as possible to break into a straight line, crouched down and inserted into the lock hole of the door, nervously turned back and forth several times, only to hear a “click”, the locked door was actually opened.
Alex Brown quickly ran into the room, rushed to the back of Abbott Hawk, who was on top of Ivy Smith, and kicked him hard!
In the heat of the moment, Abbott Hawk was completely unaware of the strange appearance outside the door, and was caught unawares by the kick, rolling directly under the bed.
In the meantime, Alex Brown quickly untied Ivy Smith and pushed her into Eric Chan’s arms.
“Take her away!”
The door lock was broken by an external force, the front desk had already sounded the alarm, and the waiters and bodyguards from downstairs were coming at a fast pace, Eric Chan dared not delay, and immediately helped Ivy Smith to leave.
At this time, Abbott Hawk also came back to his senses, pressed Alex Brown’ shoulder and raised his fist to fight.
Alex Brown knew he couldn’t get away and was ready to fight him, so he reacted quickly and sidestepped him, then made the first move.
They of them went back and forth, and outside the clubhouse door, a group of people were screaming to chase Eric Chan and Ivy Smith.
“Get in!”
Eric Chan picked up a stone from the side of the road and slammed it behind him, waiting for Ivy Smith to get into the car, he also opened the door and got into the car, started it and left.
The good thing is that Eric Chan not only knows how to pick locks, but also has first-class car skills, and in less than 10 minutes, he will be able to get rid of the tail.
The car was headed straight for the city, and Ivy Smith kept looking back as she fought through the pain of her wounds.
“Stop the car, we can’t leave Alex behind!” Ivy Smith finally ordered, but Eric Chan continued to accelerate as if he hadn’t heard.
“Don’t you hear me, Alex will be in trouble, he’s no match for those guys, turn around and go back!”
No matter how Ivy Smith pleaded for orders, Eric Chan remained silent until he entered the city, only to stop a cab and let Ivy Smith change.
“You go to the hospital, I’ll go back to save Mr. Brown.”
Ivy Smith realized that Eric Chan was thinking of her and wanted to take her to a safe place first before going to support Alex Brown, but even though she was grateful, she couldn’t agree.
“I’m coming with you!” It was her fault for acting impulsively that she fell into the trap of the other side, how could she let others put themselves in danger now?
Mr. Brown asked me to protect you. If he sees that I have not completed my mission, what do you think he will do?”
Thinking about this, Ivy Smith finally let go, get off the car but suddenly turned her head, the tone of voice eagerly asked: “By the way, his body …”
“He was given a special injection of medication before we left, so he can probably last a few hours.” Eric Chan understood what Ivy Smith was referring to, and quickly replied while sharply turning the car around and preparing to leave.