Chapter 707
Vicky, having gotten used to the darkness, spotted two figures sneaking into the room.
Her eyes widened, and she started hyperventilating.
She had not expected such a thing to happen in a motel and instantly fell into a depth of intense panic.
She did not know if the men who entered the room were local thugs or if she had been discovered by
Jonathanâs men. Nonetheless, this was not the time to debate that; she knew she had to focus on
escaping.
Not daring to make a sound, she quietly picked up her phone and slipped out of bed.
The men who entered were still adjusting to the darkness and were extremely careful not to make a
sound.
Vicky, too, did not search for weapons out of fear she might make a sound.
âIf they came looking for money, theyâd leave after taking my purse on the nightstand. But if they came
to take meâ¦â she thought.
Knowing she would not stand a chance against two men, she decided to run as soon as they got close
to the bed.
Despite the fear that threatened to overwhelm her, she managed to keep a leveled head and she
puffed the blanket in a way that looked as though someone was sleeping on the bed.
Soon, the two figures arrived by the bed, and instead of reaching for her purse, they leaped onto the
bed right away.
Vickyâs eyes widened, and she immediately ran past the two men.
Realizing that there was no one in the bed, the two turned and noticed Vicky, who ran out of the door.
Since Vicky had noticed them, they did not bother hiding and darted after her.
Vicky was in such a hurry that she did not even have time to put on her shoes as she ran outside
frantically.
The lights in the corridor were dim, but she managed to see the faces of the men who were chasing
after her; they were the same foreign men who queued after her when she was shopping for groceries.
The men followed her as soon as they spotted her and whispered to one another as they glanced at
her oddly.
Not daring to remain in the supermarket, Vicky hurried back to the hotel in the end.
To her bewilderment, the men followed her all the way to her hotel and forced her door open.
She lived on the second floor, and though she kept screaming for help, not a single soul was seen
along the way, and even the owner of the motel was nowhere to be found.
Her heart sank at the realization that she had likely checked into a shady motel.
Thankfully, the door on the first floor was not locked, and Vicky managed to get out of the motel.
However, the two men behind her would not give up.
The area was so remote and isolated that even the streetlights were broken.
Vicky did not know the area well, whereas the men seemed to know their ways, so she knew that it was
only a matter of time before they caught up to her.
Her heart was instantly filled with remorse as she should have never moved out of Tylerâs apartment.
She had lived in the dorm ever since she came to Molivia, and she did not know how dangerous the
world could be.
In comparison to the outside world, Tylerâs apartment seemed so much better.
She hid behind a dumpster and made a call with trembling hands.
Beep, beepâ¦
The wait seemed to expand indefinitely at a time like this, and though it had only been a few seconds, it
felt like a decade had passed.
The call was eventually answered, and she heard a familiar, cold voice.
âHello?â
âTyler, Iâm-â
Before she could respond, her phone was slapped out of her hand.