"Twenty thousand bucks! This is the best price I can do!"
Jonny's mom was negotiating the price with the human trafficker who kidnapped Verian. It was obvious that both of them could not come to an agreement.
The trafficker shook his head. "Aunty, this girl is only worth twenty thousand bucks? At least thirty thousand bucks! Otherwise, I will be at a loss for coming this far."
Jonny was staring at Verian who was inside the house with his burning gaze. He was worried that the trafficker would change his mind and refuse to sell the girl to them. He held onto his mom’s hand and shook it impatiently. "Mom, Mom! Look at her, she’s so beautiful! Let's pay him thirty thousand! If she marries me, my wife will be the most beautiful woman in the town!"
The old lady saw that Jonny could not take his sight off Verian. It seemed that he liked her very much. Gritting her teeth, they closed the deal with thirty thousand bucks.
The trafficker left after getting his money. Jonny dashed into the house. He grabbed Verian by her tiny and fair ankle and pulled her into his embrace. Verian was so shocked that her face turned pale. She shouted,"Leave me alone! If you dare to touch me, I will kill myself by biting my own tongue!"
Jonny was also taken aback, he immediately said, "Don't do it! Don’t do it! We bought you for thirty thousand bucks! Who should I look for to give birth to a child for me if you die?"
Verian thought Jonny looked a bit silly. She stared at him warily. Terrified, she swallowed and tried to trick him. "Since you bought me, you have to untie me first."
"No! Girls like you always try to escape! I cannot untie you! Until you give me a child, then I will untie you!"
Verian felt disgusted and waves of coldness washed over her. She said in a trembling voice, "I... I won’t escape, but I really don't feel well. Can… can you untie me?"
Jonny pitied her as he watched her fair and tender skin being ripped and bleed from being tied up by the rope. Bloodstains were starting to spread. Right when he started to loosen her up, Jonny's mother dashed into the house from outside. "Don’t untie her! She had just arrived, and she must definitely be planning to escape!"
Immediately, Jonny’s attitude changed. He giggled at Verian, "I won’t untie you unless you sleep with me tonight!"
Verian was so afraid that she fainted.
It was normal for her to faint taking into account she did not eat or drink for almost three days. Moreover, she was constantly in a state of panic and fear. The old lady instructed Jonny and said, "Bring some steamed bread and water for her. Don't let her starve to death. This girl cost me thirty thousand bucks! We cannot simply let her die. I'm waiting for her to bring me a plump and fair grandchild!"
Verian was in a daze. She felt someone stuffing food and water into her mouth. As she just regained consciousness, she felt the person feeding her was clumsy and rude and that made her vomit out the food. Her face turned pale and red. Jonny and his mother were scared because they thought they bought a sick person.
Jonny tugged his mother's shirt. "Mum, will she die?"
"No, I don’t think so! I guess it’s because she didn't eat for a few days! You take care of her while I go and cook some porridge. We better not buy a sick person back!"
Jonny’s sturdy torso sat beside the brick bed after the old lady left. Watching Verian's beautiful face and fair skin, his black and rough hands started touching her. Supporting herself with a little consciousness left, Verian pushed and resisted him. However, she could not fight against Jonny. He started to tear off her shirt. His breathing got heavier as he grew impatient.
Verian felt gross and she almost vomited. "F*ck off... don't touch me!"
"You are already my lady! Why can’t I touch you! You still have to give birth to a baby for me!"
With that said, Jonny jumped on her vigorously and wanted to rape her. Verian was too weak and she could not resist him. Things were going downhill. She closed her eyes and she could only wait for him to take advantage of her. Right when Jonny was about to touch her, his mother rushed into the house and yelled, "The police are here! Move her to our cellar!"
Jonny was panicked when he heard that the police were here. Immediately, he dragged Verian to the cellar!
Cold...
Coldness invaded every single cell of her body.
She wanted to call for help, but as she opened her mouth, she realized that no voice came out from her mouth. She could only let out a weak scream, but her voice died away in the enclosed cellar.
Heaton’s eyes darkened. He pushed Jonny out of the way and rushed into the small house behind Jonny. On the brick bed, there was a nylon rope. It seemed like someone did not hide the rope away on time. It was probably used for tying up people.
Heaton walked around the abode house. He stamped his feet on the ground to test whether the ground was real or hollowed. Suddenly, he saw a shiny diamond ring on the ground.
The diamond ring was the one he gave to Verian when he brought Verian back to the Fudd Family. He even put the ring on Verian’s finger himself.
Heaton’s eyes shrank. He bent down and picked up the ring. He knocked on the ground with curled fingers and indeed, he found a hollow ground. Immediately, he bent down and pried open the wood plank.
Swiftly, Heaton jumped into the cellar and found Verian lying beside a big wine jar.
Her face was exceptionally red, and her breath was weak and disordered. Her feeble body went limp as she was lying on the cold and humid ground.
Heaton frowned furiously…
He pulled that tiny weak body into his embrace, took off his windbreaker and covered her. He touched her face, trying to wake her up.
"Verian! Wake up!"
Verian coughed. Her cracked and pale mouth stammered. She wanted to speak but could not make a sound. She saw a weak light through the gap of her slightly opened eyes, then she saw a familiar handsome face...
Heaton...
Was she dying? Otherwise, why was she hallucinating? Was she dreaming of Heaton coming to save her?
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