Chapter 1070: Chapter 1070

Chapter 1070:

The man fell silent. The air grew thick with tension after a long pause.

Eileen thought the voices sounded familiar, but they were too far away for her to recognize who had been speaking. Still, she had a vague idea of what they had been discussing.

One voice was filled with anger, while the other remained indifferent. One sought her death, while the other adamantly refused.

“If that’s the case, I’ll take her with me. You couldn’t have succeeded without my help!” As the man spoke, Eileen heard footsteps approaching.

A hand grabbed her arm and yanked her off the floor. With her hands bound behind her, her attempts to struggle were futile.

Soon, another hand grabbed her other arm. “You think you can take her away from me? You’re asking for trouble!”

A sharp sound echoed; it sounded like a knife being drawn from its sheath.

The grips on Eileen’s arms suddenly loosened. The two people seemed to have started fighting. A painful groan followed, and then the sounds of the fight stopped.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself. You’re no match for me,” an arrogant voice exclaimed. “Leave now!”

Eileen furrowed her brow and turned her head to listen intently to the conversation between the two people. The injured man seemed to realize Eileen was eavesdropping, so he fell silent and walked away. The sound of the car engine slowly faded until it was completely gone. Only then did Eileen’s arm get pulled again. But instead of being thrown down, she was gently seated in a chair.

Exclusive updates available at gⱯlnσνeℓs․cøm The next second, fingertips brushed her cheeks and touched the cloth over her eyes, which had been covering her vision.

Eileen gritted her teeth and held her breath, sensing the danger drawing nearer. She believed that if she saw the man, her situation would take a turn for the worse.

The cloth covering Eileen’s eyes was abruptly lifted, and the intense light forced her to shut her eyes tightly. A chuckle came from her side. As Eileen’s eyes adjusted to the light, she finally opened them and saw the man’s face.

“Travis! Why are you here?” Eileen’s initial surprise swiftly gave way to anger, propelling her foot into Travis’s chest with a fierce kick that left him sitting on the floor.

“Eileen, I’m Christos,” Christos said, rubbing his aching butt as he stared at Eileen pitifully.

He almost never used the name “Travis.” To him, it felt like the name created by Brandon and Lydia belonged to a virtual character, not a real human being.

Eileen’s frayed nerves, stretched to their limit over the past two days, finally snapped. She sprang to her feet and attacked Christos again.

Although Christos was still holding the knife, he showed no signs of resistance. He dodged Eileen’s blows and exclaimed, “Stop! I didn’t want to kidnap you!”

Eileen sneered. “Someone forced you to kidnap me, right? You’ve held me captive here for two days, yet you have the audacity to claim you never wanted to kidnap me.”

For the past days, she had been living in constant terror.

The most infuriating aspect of it all was Christos’ silence. She could feel the presence of another person, yet that person had never uttered a word! The last two days, filled with nothing but her fear, made it seem like she had been trapped for over a year.

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