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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 317

“A new branch? When was it established? I’ve heard nothing about it…”

The gears in Cassandra’s head began to grind. Something about all of this seemed suspicious.

Earlier when they were still in Flynn’s territory, the bodyguard had told them that Flynn wanted to treat them to a

meal at Homeland Kitchen as an apology.

Cassandra didn’t think much of it. After all, she saw the familiar Rolls-Royce before her eyes.

Because of that, they just went along with the bodyguard.

However, seeing that they were now going west of the city, more and more alarms in Cassandra’s head were going

off.

The west of the city was a factory zone. Very few entertainment centers would be there. Why would anyone

consider establishing a Homeland Kitchen branch there?

“It opened just a few days ago. The chef there’s quite the prodigy at cooking. Mr. Lexington’s told me that he’s

hosting this feast with you in mind since he wasn’t able to serve you well at the Emperor,” said the driver.

“That’s nice of him, but why didn’t Mr. Lexington notify us about this beforehand?”

The driver cleared his throat slightly. “I wouldn’t know about that. You can ask Flynn yourself once you reach the

restaurant,” said the driver as another faint smile appeared on his face.

“Did you just address Mr. Lexington by his name?”

The more she observed the driver, the less Cassandra trusted his odd behavior.

Hearing her question, the driver began smiling awkwardly.

The car’s pace began accelerating at that moment. Not too long after, he took a turn and entered the highway,

west of the city.

Due to the abundance of factories, there weren’t many cars on the road. Only the faint glow of a few street lamps

lit their way.

The more they went down the road, the more Cassandra felt that there was something wrong.

“Um, mister? I’m not feeling too well… Can we postpone this? I think I’m going to be sick. Please send us back.”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that.”

Cassandra’s heart sank. They wouldn’t have entered the car in the first place if he had only specified that the

Homeland Kitchen that they were going to wasn’t in Mayberry Commercial Street.

Thinking back, he had accelerated while driving down Mayberry Commercial Street too. They weren’t able to react

quickly enough to ask him anything.

The car driver looked from left to right, averting his gaze.

All this only served to further worry Cassandra.

“We’ve driven so far anyway, why not go down and have a look once we’re there?” persuaded the driver as he

smiled.

“We refuse! Stop the car immediately!” shouted Felicity in a cold voice.

The driver pointed at the rearview mirror. “I can’t do that or we’ll crash with the car behind us. Besides, Mr.

Lexington’s already waiting for you.”

“Oh really? Well, I’m calling him now!” sneered Cassandra as she rummaged for her phone.

However, the only voice she heard through the phone was his voicemail.

‘Why on earth does it keep going to voicemail?’

All of a sudden, a loud bang could be heard.

The driver had turned the steering wheel abruptly to make a sharp turn. The car was now going down a slope.

Cassandra and the others were almost knocked out after being violently thrown about inside the car.

“Where are you taking us! Who are you?!” roared Cassandra who was both in anger and fear at the same time.

However, the driver simply ignored her.

He pressed a button on his earphone before saying, “Copy that. They’re in the car now along with two other young

beauties. We’re about to arrive, over.”

“Who the hell are you? Is this a kidnapping attempt?” Yvonne had been sitting next to the driver the entire time and

she bore a look of terror on her face.

The car slowed down soon enough. It would appear that their destination was some kind of incomplete factory

building.

She used to think that scenes like this were only present in action movies.

“Stop the car. Stop the f*ucking car I said!” Yvonne screamed, almost like a mad person as she grabbed the

driver’s arm.

It took her a second to feel it, but she felt a slap on her cheek.

It was loud and clear. Yvonne almost fainted on the spot, as the slap she took was direct and precise.

At that moment, the driver hit the brakes.

Behind them, five people got out of the car which had been tailing them for a while now. From the building,

emerged three other people.

Cassandra and the rest were dragged out of the car, one by one.

It was all clear now.

This was a premeditated kidnapping attempt!

All of a sudden, Naomi started shouting into her phone which she had secretly taken out while they were still in the

car. “Hello?! We’ve been kidnapped! Please come save us, we’re at the-”

Before she could finish, a bodyguard ran toward her and snatched her phone. It took less than a second for him to

smash it on the ground, disabling it for good.

A tight slap from him awaited Naomi.

“How dare you make that call! Third Brother, do you usually work this sloppily? Retrieve their phones immediately!”

“Give me your phones now!”

Felicity attempted to hide her phone as a few bodyguards rushed toward them. However, her attempt was futile

and in the end, her phone was snatched away as well.