Chapter 538

Chapter 538:

Instead of the familiar hospital room, she found herself in a dimly lit room.

The things around her were blurred.

The air was heavy with the smell of oil and smoke, causing her to cough.

“Ahem… Ahem…”

Trying to sit up, Sadie felt pain and weakness throughout her body, as if she had been crushed.

She realized she was lying on a worn, greasy sofa.

“Where… am I?” she murmured.

She remembered being ready to leave the hospital, and then nothing.

A wave of anxiety swept through her, causing her heart to race. Sadie compelled herself to remain calm, attempting to piece together the events that led up to her losing consciousness. She recalled receiving a text from Alex, saying her grandmother was in danger, then… a strange smell, and then darkness.

“Grandma…” Sadie’s heart sank.

She attempted to stand but discovered her hands and feet were tightly bound with ropes.

“Hello? Is anyone there?” she shouted, her voice echoing through the empty room, but there was no reply.

Fear engulfed her, and her body began to tremble slightly.

Sadie didn’t know where she was or who had taken her, but she knew she was in serious danger.

Just then, the sound of high heels clicking on the floor shattered the oppressive silence, echoing from a distance. The sound drew nearer, and Sadie’s heart raced.

She strained to see who was approaching, but her vision was as if obscured by a thick fog.

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The footsteps halted a few steps away from her.

Then, a woman’s voice, laced with sarcasm, said, “You’re Sadie Hudson, aren’t you?”

That voice… Sadie racked her brain but found no trace of recognition. She was sure she had never heard this voice before, nor did she know this woman.

Yet, the malice in the woman’s tone was unmistakable.

“Who are you?” Sadie asked, her voice steady despite her fear.

She straightened her back, striving to seem less vulnerable.

Though she couldn’t see clearly, she was determined to maintain her composure and not reveal her fear.

“Who I am doesn’t matter,” the woman said, her tone thick with disdain.

The woman said, “You just need to know that you’re now under my control.”

“What about my grandmother? What have you done to her?” Sadie’s voice was urgent.

That was her primary concern.

She might neglect her own safety, but not Laura’s.

“Your grandmother?” The woman laughed shrilly, amused by the question. “You should be more concerned about yourself right now.” Sadie felt a crushing pain in her chest, as if an invisible hand were squeezing her heart, making it difficult to breathe.

She mustered her courage and asked with a trembling voice, “What have you done to my grandmother?”

The woman ignored the question. Instead, she approached Sadie, crouched down, and gripped her chin with icy fingers, forcing Sadie to look up. “Well, well, well… You’re quite the beauty. No wonder men are taken with you.”

There was jealousy and resentment in the woman’s tone. “But it’s a pity. No matter how beautiful you are, you’re still blind.”

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