One Meet By Chance

Chapter 480 The Kidnapped Jerome

Enrique fell asleep unconsciously. In his dream, he often saw his mother lying in a pool of blood, and sometimes he heard the voice and saw the shadow of Teresa. The two constantly changed. He was almost suffocated.

On the other side, in the villas in the mountains, birds were singing. With a headache, Jerome rubbed his head and looked around. Where was he?

He wanted to stand up, but found his hands tied back by the grass rope, and so did his feet. The day he got the news that Abby fell into the river, he rushed to the river.

He rented a small yacht and drove it to the river. Then? He remembered that he fainted after a heavy blow on the back of his head. When he woke up again, he was here.

'Who is that people who hit me? Why did that people kidnap me? Or was there any other reason?' Then he looked at the room where he was imprisoned. It was obvious that the room were covered with dust.

The tip of his nose was full of dust and musty smell of wood. In addition to him, there were also some scattered farm tools. He was extremely uncomfortable.

When he was thinking about how to save himself, the closed wooden door creaked open and a woman in her twenties came in. She had an enchanting figure.

"Are you awake?"

Against the light, Jerome couldn't see the woman's face clearly. It was not until the woman slowly approached him that he realized that this woman had a perfect figure and beautiful face.

"Who are you? Why did you kidnap me? Tell me, what condition do you want to let me go?"

The woman was not annoyed by Jerome's coldness. She just looked at his handsome face with a smile and slowly squatted down.

"Well, I can let you go. But about the condition you mentioned... I'm not short of money, but I happen to need a man. How about I keep you as my man? Can you be my man?"

Jerome didn't say anything. His face was gloomy and terrible. He stared coldly at the woman in front of him. This woman...

"Wow, look at you. Why are you so angry? I'm such a beautiful girl. I took the initiative to say that I wanted to be with you, but you make me so sad!"

"Tell me your real purpose. What on earth do you want to do? I don't have time to play with you!"

In the face of Jerome's anger, the woman remained calm. She just stood up, looked at his handsome face, and stretched out her hand to move back and forth on his handsome face. At this moment, Jerome had an impulse to slap her to death!

"I've told you that I can let you marry me, or I can keep you as a lover. You can think about it alone here. When you make up your mind, I will satisfy one of your conditions, Ha-ha..."

After saying that, the woman turned around and left. With a frown on his face, Jerome didn't know where this woman came from. Why did she kidnap me?

Did she really want him to marry her? 'Well, does she think I'm easy to fool?' But it seemed that she didn't want to tell him the real condition.

That was to say, maybe they didn't want money or anything else? Was he just a bargaining chip in their hands to threaten others?

Who did they want to threaten? He was the current CEO of the Gu Group, so the only target they could threaten was the Gu Family? Lena and Tristan? It was absolutely impossible. The only possibility was his father.

Perhaps this matter had something to do with the matter happening in his father's young age. Thinking of this, Jerome felt that he was no longer in danger, but the Gu Family...

Before he left, he had told Tristan that he would disappear for a few days. Tristan must have helped him to deal with the company's affairs these days. But he didn't know whether they had found Abby or not.

And would his parents call the police when he was missing? Could they sense something? He hoped that his father had noticed something.

Speaking of Tristan. Did he tell his father that he had left? Maybe this could stabilize the emotions of the Gu Family.

However, Jerome frowned tighter and tighter. How could the kidnapper not take any action? Phone call? Letters? In what form did they inform the Gu Family? Damn it! He couldn't just sit still and wait for death!

He looked around but didn't find any sharp weapon to cut off the grass rope on his hands and feet. Grass rope? 'Well, that's the only way I can think of,' Jerome thought in his heart.

Well, he bit the grass rope with his mouth. It looked fragile, but in fact, the grass rope was very strong. Especially this kind of grass rope made by the farmer himself, Jerome bit it off bit by bit with his head down.

However, as an adult man, he had been bowing with his head down. It was inevitable that his whole waist would ache. He had been like this for a long time and felt that he was about to fall apart.

He didn't know how many times he had spent, but the rope was finally broken. He tried to stand up and wander around the room. Finally, he found a hoe in a corner of the room.

It seemed that he could use that to untie the grass rope around his hand, but the hoe was too low, and He was over 1.8 meters tall. In order to untie the rope, he had to lie on his side to rub.

When he untied the rope, he finally regained his freedom. He quietly leaned on the edge of the wooden door. Sure enough, there were two men guarding at the door, wearing suits and ties.

His eyes once again fell on the hoe. This might be his only weapon. It was not easy to fight in the daytime if he wanted to solve them neatly.

He picked up the previous rope and wrapped it around his feet in circles. Then he put his hand behind his back and leaned against the wall. He had to wait until it was dark and there was no sound at night. Then he could find a way to escape from here.

He slowly closed his eyes. He needed to close them for rest.

There were several high-grade wooden houses not far away from Jerome. The wooden houses were clean and tidy. Those wooden houses were better than those of the farmhouse where Teresa and the others lived before.

At this moment, Ives was standing quietly outside the door. His lawyer came in a hurry with something in his hand and handed it to Ives when he saw him. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Mr. Ives, this is what you want!"

Taking over the document handed over by the lawyer, Ives opened it. There were several words on it, which made his pupils shrink. It was really his daughter!

Without any hesitation, Ives seemed to have used up all his strength in his life. He pushed open the door in front of him, and on the sofa in the room sat Teresa, who had been convicted of death by the police.