Chapter 51 You’ve Got the Wrong Person
Chapter 51 You’ve Got the Wrong Person
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After a full day of work and dealing with Chris nonstop, Tracy feltpletely drained.
Seeing how stubborn she was, Andrew’s chest tightened with frustration. “You …”
He took off his sses and rubbed the bridge of his nose, clearly annoyed. “I don’t want to waste time arguing with you. When you regret this, don’te crying to me to fix it!”
He put his sses back on, didn’t even nce at Tracy, and stormed off angrily.
Tracy stayed calm.
<i>Regret </i><i>this</i><i>? </i>
<i>The </i><i>only </i><i>thing </i><i>I </i><i>regret </i><i>is </i><i>not </i>walking <i>away </i><i>the moment </i><i>I </i><i>realized </i><i>I </i><i>wasn’t </i><i>truly </i><i>a </i><i>Jackman</i>. <i>Instead</i>, <i>I </i><i>foolishly </i><i>believed </i><i>they’d </i><i>treat </i><i>me </i><i>the </i><i>same</i>.
She nced down at the flowers lying on the ground, but didn’t bend to pick them up. Instead, she called over a servant to throw them away.
She hated those shy, bright roses.
They reminded her of the old version of herself–shining, beautiful, just like those flowers.
The servant held the delicate bouquet, mumbling as they walked off, “Such pretty flowers… What a waste to toss them out.”
Then the servant suddenly froze. Standing silently in front of her was a man.
The servant jumped, stammering, “M–Mr. Woodward?”
Chris smiled softly. “You said you were going to throw these flowers away–who told you to do that?”
The servant hesitated. “I–it was Ms. Tracy.”
Chris chuckled quietly to himself when he heard it was Tracy’s order.
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<i>No </i><i>wonder </i><i>she’s </i><i>so </i><i>hard </i><i>to </i>win <i>over</i><i>–</i><i>she’s </i><i>just </i><i>ying </i><i>games</i>.
<i>Looks </i>like I need to get <i>serious</i>.
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Chris calmly handed over the phone he’d been holding. “Please give this to Ms. Yarwood. She left it in my car.”
He nced at the flowers in the servant’s arms. “But don’t tell her I saw you trying to toss them.”
Tracy’s life was quiet and predictable. Besides going to work on time every day, she politely dealt with Chris’s gestures. Sometimes, she visited Franklin at the hospital.
Thest time Franklin went back to the Jackmans, he had been all over the ce emotionally and even passed out. Since then, he’d been resting quietly.
To keep Franklin calm, Tracy visited more often, sharing only good news and hiding the bad.
One day, after leaving the hospital like usual, she nned to catch the bus behind the building.
But as she rounded the corner, someone suddenly lunged at her.
After two years at the Angelic Etiquette Academy, Tracy’s body reacted faster than her brain when danger appeared. She turned and ran immediately.
But someone suddenly appeared behind her, pressing a white cloth firmly over her nose and mouth.
“Mmph!”
A sharp, familiar chemical smell hit her, and a dizzy wave crashed over Tracy’s mind like a hammer.
She struggled at first, but/her strength quickly faded, and she lost consciousness.
Two men, who had appeared out of nowhere, looked around carefully, then dragged her into an old van that looked like it had been parked there forever.
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Tracy had no idea how long she’d been out. Even in her dreams, that sharp chemical smell haunted her like a shadow.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t escape that nightmare.
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Suddenly, cold water poured over her, and Tracy jolted awake, gasping for air.
The awful smell from her dream still seemed to cling to her nose.
In her 20 over years of living, Tracy had been drugged twice.
Once was now. The other was her first year at the Angelic Etiquette Academy.
Back then, the academy’s teachers had dressed her up nicely and sent her to a guest’s secret base.
Though she escaped, the sharp chemical smell and that terrifying masked smile stayed with her as a nightmare she could never shake.
“Hey! I’m talking to you–don’t pretend you’re deaf!”
The man who threw water at her tossed the bowl aside and grabbed Tracy’s hair, forcing her to look up at him.
Only then did Tracy fullye to.
They were inside a run–down factory, cluttered with junk everywhere, the stale smell of dust and emptiness thick in the air.
Besides a tall, square window and a loosely closed iron door, there was no other way in or out.
Tracy’s hands and feet were tied to an iron frame. Besides the man holding her hair, four others stood nearby, gathered around a metal barrel with a fire burning inside.
All five wore identical helmets. Except for size and clothes, they looked totally ordinary–nothing special.
Tracy was no longer the delicate Jackinan’s heiress she once was. The darkness
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she’d faced at the Angelic Etiquette Academy had been far worse than this.
She stared calmly at the men in front of her. “What do you want?”
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Everyone knew the Jackmans had abandoned her. And since she hadn’te back in two years, she couldn’t imagine why these people would kidnap her now.
The man in gray, holding her hair, reached out and lightly pped her face. “I heard you used to be the Jackmans‘ precious jewel. We are tight on cashtely. So, what do you think we’re doing with you?”
Tracy understood what he meant and replied calmly, “If you’re after the Jackmans, you’ve got the wrong person.”
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