MY Masochistic CEO-Chapter 57 kidnapped

Watching them leave the cafe, a mischievous thought suddenly arose in my mind. I suddenly wanted to see the battlefield where they played the game!

Despite lurking on the online forum for years, I felt compelled to post today.

Usually, when an expert posts, the comments are all blessings.

Making up my mind, I left my seat and began to search carefully.

Soon, I found their seats, the coffee on the table still emitting heat, and the scent of a woman’s perfume lingering in the air.

I took out my phone to take a picture, and at that moment, a strange symbol on the sofa cushion caught my attention.

I hurried over to take a closer look. It seemed to be a font deliberately scratched out by someone’s fingernail.

Upon careful examination, it turned out to be the word ’Help.’

I was stunned at that moment.

Oh my, help?

A shiver ran down my spine. Could it be that the girl was actually crying out for help earlier?

I quickly ran to the front desk and asked, "Hello, were there two women and a man sitting at table 18 just now?"

The waiter nodded, "Yes, what’s the matter?"

After confirming, I quickly said thank you and placed a large bill on the table. "Keep the change." Then I ran out of the coffee shop.

People were bustling outside, and I had no idea where they had gone in this short time.

Suddenly, I saw the three of them 200 feet to my left.

I trailed them quietly, debating whether to call the cops.

What if they were really filming some thrilling game video?

Then wouldn’t I become a joke?

I quietly followed them, and they hailed a taxi. I also hailed one and said to the driver, "Sir, please follow the car in front!"

"Young man, are you tailing someone?"

The driver had a sense of justice, saying, "That’s illegal."

I quickly cooked up a story. "Nah, my girlfriend’s in that car, and I think she’s cheating. Please, just go!"

Men love this kind of stuff, catching someone red-handed, and the driver’s curiosity was piqued.

The driver patted his chest, saying, "So that’s it, young man, keep an open mind!"

As he spoke, the car suddenly accelerated and quickly caught up.

"Hey, ease up a bit, don’t want them catching on," I urged.

This driver was skilled. It was nearing the peak of the lunch rush hour, and it wasn’t easy to keep up with a car among many others. After following for half an hour, the car gradually left the city and arrived at a stalled housing project in the Sevan suburbs.

The car stopped, and soon, two men and a woman got out of the vehicle.

The driver let out a heavy sigh. "Kid, keep your chin up! Life’s full of curveballs, you know?"

Goodness, have you ever heard such comforting words?

I forced a smile, paid the fare, and got out of the car. I waited for them to enter the unfinished community before quietly following.

I discreetly turned on my phone’s video recording function and followed them.

The community was full of exposed concrete and steel bars, with a smell of unpleasant odor in the air.

Most of the houses here were two or three stories high, indicating that the main focus here was on villa-style homes. If these were completed, the housing prices in Sevan would rise again. Greedy developers deserve these stalled projects.

As we ventured deeper into the complex, the two men ushered the woman into one of the villas. I tiptoed behind, careful not to make a sound.

"Fuck, I’m exhausted!"

The two men dumped the girl on a broken sofa. One of them took off his hat and mask, revealing a handsome face that looked young, probably in his early twenties. The other man did the same. "Damn, exhausted."

This one seemed a bit older, with slightly darker skin.

"Arthur, what’s next?"

The younger man asked.

"What else can we do? Wake her up, call her dad, and ask for money!"

With that, he picked up a bottle of mineral water and poured it directly on the girl’s head. She was still dazed. Arthur said, "Damn it, didn’t I tell you to use less?"

"Um, sorry, my hand slipped."

"Damn it!"

Arthur cursed and then slapped the girl’s face.

Watching this unfold, I was utterly stunned. This wasn’t some video shoot, it was a real-life kidnapping and robbery!

I hid in a corner, not daring to show myself, afraid to make a sound. I even took off my shoes.

Call the police?

No, speaking out loud in such a small place could easily be discovered.

And they had knives!

Arthur was only slightly stronger than me, agile and powerful. The other man, with a clear face, was less intimidating.

I didn’t have full confidence and didn’t want to put myself in danger.

I even blamed my curiosity for getting me into this mess.

After slapping the girl seven or eight times, her face visibly swelled up, and she started crying loudly.

"If you cry again, I’ll kill you right away!"

Arthur glared menacingly at the girl, grabbing her neck and making her eyes roll back.

The younger man looked rattled. "Arthur, ease up."

"You coward, you encouraged me to do this. Why are you scared now?"

Nevertheless, he let go of her neck and took out an old Nokia phone, "If you don’t want to die, call your dad now!"

The girl looked terrified, wanting to cry but dared not.

"Arthur, will the call be traced?"

"The phone isn’t registered. I had someone specially modify it. If they try to track it, they’ll only be able to locate it overseas."

Upon hearing this, the man breathed a sigh of relief. "Arthur, you really think ahead."

"Cut the compliments. Get her to dial already!" Arthur snapped impatiently.

The man walked over and squatted in front of the girl, saying, "Lillian, listen, call your dad

and tell him to prepare a billion dollars!"

Wow, a billion dollars?

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