Chapter 1142
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
She wouldnât be able to bear Warrenâs revenge, let alone face the wrath of the Youngblood and White families.
Alicia regretted her action for the first time.
If she could go back in time, she wouldnât have dealt with Amway.
When Amelia woke up, she found herself trapped in a room wit musty smell.
Her eyes were covered with black cloth, and she couldnât distinguish between day and night. Her hands and feet were tied up. She surmised that she must have been laid on the ground haphazardly, as the surface beneath her felt like concrete.
What she could hear in her ears was two young men talking to each other. It appeared that they were discussing something about her.
The sound of her waking up seemed to stop the conversation between the two men. After a while, one of them said, âYouâre awake. Weâre about to start now.â
âThatâs right. If we want to do it, we would rather you be awake. Otherwise, it will be incredibly boring!â
âBut you look a little older, in your 30s, perhaps. Speaking of which, we do feel weâve experienced a significant loss.â
âSheâs a little older, but sheâs still pretty! Regrettably, we have to keep her eyes covered. In fact, I really want to see what kind of look she will show in her eyes later. It would be so exhilarating to witness.â
Ameliaâs heart raced as they continued spitting out perverted sentences.
âOkay. Do you want her to see us? Hurry up!â One of them reminded the other.
Then someone came to pull Ameliaâs clothes. Amelia suddenly shouted, âNo!â
âNo?â The man laughed. âYou have no place to say no.â
âYou can only blame for your own bad luck. No one told you to doze off in the car. We were stealing a car and had never planned on swiping a lady. Since we have taken you back, itâs only fair we enjoy ourselves with your company. Donât worry. We only want to have a good time with you. Weâre not out to end your life.â
Amelia could only feel the clothes on her body being torn apart. If this continuedâ¦
âYou canât touch me!â Amelia suddenly said, âIâm the wife of the head of York Group, Warren. If itâs money youâre after, I can cooperate with your to arrange a ransom as long as you are willing to let me go. Just name your price, and Warren will undoubtedly pay to secure my release.â
There was a short silence on the other side, but after a while, the hand continued to take off her clothes.
Obviously, the ransom didnât impress them.
For Amelia, she didnât care so much about her innocence. What she cared more about was the baby in her belly. She was afraid that she would lose it!
âYou canât touch me!â Amelia tried to calm herself down. If Warrenâs name didnât deter them, she needed to employ other leverage. âJonathan!/ Iâm sure you know Jonathan from Strico! I have a close relationship with the Youngblood family. Iâm Mrs. Youngbloodâs best friend and the godmother of her three children. If you really hurt me, it wonât just be Warren. The Youngblood family wonât spare you when theyâve tracked you down.â
As Amelia spoke these words, the hand that had been tearing at her clothes came to an abrupt halt.
The men remained silent for a longer period than before.
Amelia continued her persuasion. âI havenât seen your face, so if you release me now, we can both put this behind us and move on without any issues. If itâs money you desire, we can find a safe way for you to collect it. The sum is not a problem.â
But at that moment, one of them said, âYouâre kidding us. Youâre just a concession stand owner. How could you possibly have a close relationship with the Youngblood family, let alone be the godmother of their childrenâ¦â
âShut up!â another voice suddenly shouted.
The man who had spoken earlier seemed to realize he had misspoken and abruptly fell silent.
Amelia was stunned. Their knowledge of her as the concession stand owner suggested that the car theft was no random act. Taking into account how she had unwittingly fallen asleep inside the car, leading to the current predicament, it became clear that they had likely intended to target her from the very beginning.
If their plan had been to kidnap her from the beginning, they must have known she was in the car. Yet, that car belonged to Alicia.
As Amelia considered Aliciaâs earlier invitation to the church, the pouch, the fragrance, and her accidental slumber, she gradually pieced together the motive behind all of this.
âOkay. We havenât had a woman for too long. We want you today!â As the voice fell, a hand started to tear at her clothes again.
Ameliaâs heart sank. She knew that she was most likely unable to escape this situation today.
Now she could only wish the baby in her womb would not be hurt!
She wanted to protect the baby in her belly!
What she could do now was to obey and then look for opportunities.
If she struggled violently, it might hurt the baby in her belly!
As Amelia resigned herself to the situation, the sound of a door breaking abruptly shattered the tension, followed by a voice filled with panic.
âWho is that? Who is that?â
âRun! Grab this bitch!â
âBoss, what do we do? Downstairs⦠Weâre surrounded by police cars!â
âWhat?â Amelia was taken aback by the deep voice.
It wasnât the voice of the two young men from earlier. It was older and more resonant, and it held a faint familiarity to her. It seemed to be the voice she had heard before.
âWho is it? Whose voice is it?â Amelia tried to sift through her memory.
Suddenly, Jasperâs face flashed across Ameliaâs mind!
But another doubt occurred to Amelia, When Rosalie spoke up for her back then, she once said in front of Jasper that she was the godmother of the triplets. By logic, Jasper should know that she had a close relationship with the Youngblood family. Yet, those two young men appeared to be unaware of this fact.
Little did she know that Jasper believed Rosalie had spoken up for her and claimed she was the godmother of the triplets solely for Warrenâs sake.
Moreover, during Aliciaâs various tests, Amelia had played down her connection to the Youngblood family, so it caused Jasper and Alicia to naturally assume that Amelia didnât have a strong bond with them.
Besides, Jasper couldnât have possibly disclosed this information to the two gangsters.
Therefore, the two young men didnât know the relationship between Amelia and the Youngblood family from the start.
At that moment, the policeman who had entered the room had them cornered. âDonât move! Youâre completely surrounded!â
But the next moment, Amelia felt that she was suddenly pulled by someone. A frigid object pressed against her neck, and a sharp, stinging pain shot through her skin.