When Love Breaks by jack

Chapter 271

Chapter 271

“Seriously, how many times do I have to say it? He’s out of your league! Why won't you believe me?”

She covered her mouth and laughed mockingly before grabbing my cheeks harshly and coming closer, her voice filled with spite. “Why bring this upon As she spoke, she glanced at a tattooed thug nearby. “Call Bryant.”

“Right” The tattooed man immediately made the call.

I frowned at Dorothy, saying Icily, “You're in cahoots with Jarrod. What are you planning?!”

“What do you think?”

She smirked, clapping her hands as she stood up. looking down at me. “Worned I harm Bryant? Please, he’s the husband I've carefully chosen. Inste< I looked up. “What do you want from me?"

“Well, let's see.” Dorothy said, hands clasped behind her back as she leaned in, “If both of us were kidnapped, and he could only save one, who do yo I paused.

He had told me this moming to trust him. He told me to always trust him, no matter what,

I

I clenched my fists as I replied. “I don’t know.”

After all, the last time it came down to choosing, Bryant didn’t even glance my way.

Besides, I was afraid of angering Dorothy further. Who knows what madness she could unleash?

With the Myers, family backing her, she could probably get away with murder here today.

“Don't know, huh?

Dorothy chuckled cruelly. “Well, today we'll find out. Jane, it's time you faced reality. People like you, bottom— feeders, have no place. trying to climb into our world.”Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

At that mament, the tattooed man. returned. “Ms. Myers, done. I told Bryantboth you and Jane havebeen kidnapped, and he needs to come hiaiself.” Content belongs.t to NovelDrama.Org -

Slap!

Dorothy’s hand landed sharply on his face. “Bryant? You address him as Mr. Ferguson!

The tattooed man looked annoyed but seeing Jarrod lounging carelessly, quickly corrected himself. Tve informed Mr. Ferguson as you instructed.” “What did he say?”

“Mr. Ferguson sounded very anxious. He’s on his way now"

“Good.”

Dorothy nodded, satisfied, and signaled to the others. “Tie up this bitch"

Jarrod's men, accustomed to dirty work, were both quick and ruthless.

In no time, I was tied to a column, utterly helpless,

24 And just as I was secured, Dorothy eyed the stool beneath my feet and raised an eyebrow, “Kick the stool away. It's more fun to have her dangling With a swift kick from the tattooed man, I lost all support, slowly sliding downward, suspended in mid-air

The rope dug painfully into my skin, burning wherever it touched.

As I slid further down, the rope tightened, soon making it hard to breathe.

The pain was intense, the pressure unbearable