Chapter 1654


    Her words painted Wendy''s face with an instant shade of gloom. She red at Yasmine, who was


    smirking lightly with a nonchnt look. Her facial muscles twitched repeatedly.


    Yasmine, however, had already picked up her piece of bread, and began to eat with aposed


    grace once again.


    Wendy''s hands, hanging by her sides, twitched. For a moment, she desperately wanted to smack


    the bread and water out of Yasmine''s grasp, but she held herself back. A heavy sniffle escaped her


    nose. "You seem to be quite oblivious to where you are and the situation you''re in! Or maybe you''re


    still dreaming? You want to see how | die in this situation?"


    Wendy''s rage was teetering on the edge of an explosion; her breathing was heavy, and her words


    were sharp and deranged. "You won''t get the satisfaction of seeing that in your lifetime. Trust me,


    thest thing you''ll see before you die is how your daughter dies right in front of you!”"b2 Yasmine


    gave a faint smile. “Ms. Wendy, you should be well aware of the consequences when you took me


    away from P City. No matter whether we live or die, it won''t end well for you. You''ve crossed the


    point of no return."


    Yasmine''sst sentence was spoken exceptionally slowly, her smile faint, and each word clear and


    distinct.


    Wendy''s face went through a series of expressions, the spasms revealing her insanity. “Are you


    saying Damon will kill me for Chloe and you? Hah... he might, but do you know where we are? The


    Grey Zone, awlessnd. Do you think a man like him, who has nothing now, can get in here?


    “He can''t find me! Even if he does in the future, he can''t do anything to me!


    He maimed me for that bitch, Chloe, but he couldn''t kill me! Do you understand the difference


    between here and the outside world?


    “Moreover... even if he has the courage to kill me, he won''t get the chance.


    Once you and Chloe are dead, the only princess of ￥ country will still be Princess Ava. With her


    protection, who would dare to touch me?


    “Oh, right. Maybe you don''t know yet. The reason | was able to bring you here so smoothly was


    partly because of Princess Ava''s help.


    “I''m not the only one who wants you dead. You see, you and your daughter have been a thorn in too


    many people''s eyes. You''ve taken what doesn''t belong to you. You should learn to be content, not


    to want everything.


    “What''s not destined to be yours, you shouldn''t try to grab. Otherwise, you''ll only bring more


    misfortune upon yourself, understand?"


    Yasmine remained expressionless. She continued to eat her bread and drink her water, filling her


    stomach in peace.


    Wendy watched her coldly, then said in a frosty voice a few secondster, “Aren''t you surprised to


    hear that Princess Ava wants to harm you?"


    "She has done it more than once, why should | be surprised?" Yasmine brushed the crumbs off her


    lap, indifferent.


    “So you guessed that this time it was her doing too?"


    "If not, how could you have contacted these ouws?"


    So she had guessed it all along. Wendy suddenly felt she had just wasted her breath. This woman


    was as annoyingly intelligent as Chloe! They always thought ahead. How infuriating!


    "Enough, don''t waste your breath with her! We''ve already brought her here, and you still want to be


    choked by her smart ass? You must have a screw loose!"


    The gang leader impatiently urged her to leave, his words blunt and disrespectful.


    Wendy''s expression flickered as she looked at Yasmine, then let out a cold, mockingugh. "Go on,


    unt your wisdom. No matter what, you are in my hands now. Eat well, drink well, and await your


    daughter''s rescue!"


    Yasmine merely smiled faintly.


    Wendy gave her onest cold look before storming off in a huff.


    Yasmine watched as the rusty yet remarkably solid steel door was shut, and then her smile faded


    slightly. She picked up her water bottle and took another sip.


    Wendy, who had just left Yasmine, barely sat at the dining table when her expression once again


    twisted uncontrobly.


    “That mother and daughter, are both despicable!"


    The gang leader sitting next to her sneered. He picked up a roasted chicken drumstick for her. “Eat


    first."


    She nced at the greasy drumstick in front of her, and her brows furrowed.


    A hint of disgust shed in her eyes. "The news online has been suppressed.


    Someone intentionally wants to hide Yasmine’s abduction from Chloe! Damn it, why does everyone


    favor that bitch!"


    "That''s easy to solve, we just need to send a photo to Ms. Summers. If we can''t do it secretly, we''ll


    do it openly."


    Hearing this, Wendy, although aware of the many concerns involved, couldn''t help butugh.


    "You''re right."


    "Eat, you''ve had a long day."


    “Okay "Sir, we just received an entry notice from the city border checkpoint, it''s Yasmine"


    Damon, who was currently on a ne, narrowed his dark, deep-set eyes upon hearing this. His


    voice was bone-chilling cold.


    “Who''s responsible?"


    “A few ouws, and a woman with them, confirmed to be Wendy:"


    The room fell silent after the statement. A cold and dominating pressure filled the lounge. Everyone


    present broke out in a cold sweat and kept their heads down. They didn''t dare to utter a word. Just


    when everyone was about to suffocate, Damon''s icy voice suddenly shattered the silence.


    “Head straight to the border. Contact the person in charge there and tell him, I need men"


    "Yes, sir!"


    Someone took the order and hurriedly left. Those who were left exchanged nces, standing in


    ce with hesitation.


    Damon slowly lifted his head, and his emotionless gaze pierced through everyone present. They


    immediately stiffened, and someone spoke up, "Sir, there''s one more thing. Nate said... said that


    Mrs. Summers had contacted Mr. Stanley to find her mother. Mr. Stanley is... is on his way there


    now."


    N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.


    The words were spoken with a trembling voice. As the words dropped, the group felt a sudden chill,


    as if they''d been plunged into a walk-in freezer.


    Compared to the rtively good news they''d heard before, this piece of information was a hard pill


    to swallow.


    Damon had retracted a message, apparently wanting to keep it from his wife.


    Yet, his wife not only knew about it but had also promptly contacted another man behind his back.


    This was...