A Perfect Lie Hides Behind My Billionaire Marriage (reese and hudson)

Amidst the turmoil, the group of hoodlums seized the upper hand, launching a united assault.

Suddenly, countless steel pipes rained down on Lukas. The pain caused him to let out a stifled groan. Amidst the

chaos, a blow struck his leg, causing him to stagger and kneel on the ground.

Wide-eyed, Reese's complexion underwent a drastic change. "Stop it!" she cried

out,

However, the gang seemed to pay no heed, only intensifying their brutal attack. Harold, the leader of the

hoodlums, sneered and taunted near Reese's ear, "Look at that; you're even speaking up for that pretty boy."

Desperation filled Reese's tearful eyes. Her voice trembled as she pleaded, "Lukas, don't worry about me. Resist

them! If you continue like this, they might kill you!"

Meanwhile, Lukas remained huddled on the ground, protecting his head and enduring the blows. With her voice

hoarse from crying, Reese begged him, her tone filled with desperation.

Finally satisfied, Harold waved his hand, commanding his underlings, "Tie him up, and we'll decide what to do

next."

Though injured and battered, Lukas lifted his head, gazing coldly at the group. With a dozen or so opponents, he

might defeat them in a fight, but he couldn't ensure Reese's safety. He held his ground, allowing them to bind his

wrists. With Martins on the other side of the hotel, he had to disappear. Martins would surely take action.

He had to take it step by step, avoiding reckless actions.

Bound and helpless, Lukas and Reese were loaded onto a large truck. Inside the truck, Reese couldn't hold back

her tears. Her voice quivered as she asked, "Lukas, are you okay? Where are you hurt?"

Shaking his head, Lukas replied with a muted voice, "I'm fine."

Tears streamed down Reese's cheeks. "After being beaten like that, how can you be fine? It's all my fault. I've

dragged you into this."

Despite his injured face, Lukas looked at Reese, his gaze as deep as the starlit sky. "I really am fine. Don't cry."

Upon hearing this, Reese's tears flowed even more profusely.

The truck jolted along a bumpy dirt road, making them feel as though their souls were being shaken from their

bodies.

Meanwhile, in the front passenger seat, Harold was making a call to their employer.

Holding her breath, Reese strained to listen, eager to discover who was behind her capture.

"Boss, we also caught a pretty boy. He was about to take that woman back to the hotel. He should be the

accompanying ‘supervisor’ you mentioned. What should we do? Keep them together or separate them?" Harold's

tone oozed obsequiousness.

The person on the other end seemed to speak, prompting Harold to nod repeatedly. "Alright, alright. We'll keep

them together for now and wait for your arrival."

After hanging up, Harold turned to his lackeys and began to joke around.

In the end, Reese and Lukas are transported to a remote village, where they are confined within a mudbrick

house.

Tpassed indistinctly for Reese. She found herself bound in a dim room, her mind muddled. She had been

pondering Lukas's condition when suddenly a woman's voice reached her ears from outside.

"They're in this room."

"Yes, yes, right in this room."

Reese inexplicably froze, recognizing the voice all too well.

Harold's fawning and greasy tone chimed in, "Boss, that girl looks rather distinctive. Perhaps we could have

sfun after you're done with her."

"Sure thing. Consider it a reward for you. Do whatever you want." The woman's voice dripped with malice.

Reese's body stiffened, her expression turning grim. Lukas's voice lowered. "Don't make any rash moves."

Nodding, Reese cautiously observed as the dilapidated wooden door was pushed open from the outside.

The sky had grown completely dark, and she had no idea what tit was.

Having remained in the darkness, Reese instinctively closed her eyes when the outside light invaded, stinging

her eyes.

The familiar voice called out her name, "Reese."

Startled, Reese lifted her head. The dim light revealed the woman before her, and her voice carried a hint of

distortion. "Gwendolyn."

Gwendolyn coldly chuckled. "Indeed, it's me. You didn't expect it to be my people, did you?"

After intercepting her itinerary from Lukas' phone, she orchestrated Reese's capture. She had seized the

opportunity to kidnap her in Menkerios. She believed it was a flawless plan; without Lukas around, even if she

eliminated Reese quietly,

it was unlikely that Lukas would figure it out.

The room remained dark, and Lukas sat in a corner concealed from the outside light. Gwendolyn didn't spare him

a glance; her focus was fixed on Reese across the room.

Reese struggled to grasp the situation. "Is all this revenge for the incident with the swapped design draft that got

discovered?"

Gwendolyn took a step forward, her voice chilling. "Do you really think that's all it is-a mere incident of a design

draft being swapped and discovered?"

Reese's voice was calm. "Then what, Gwendolyn? | believe | haven't done anything to offend you."

Gwendolyn scoffed and burst into bitter laughter. "You're quite the presumptuous one, Reese. Don't you realize

how much | despise you?"

"From the moment we met, you humiliated me, makinglose face. When my cousin stood up for me, you

even played billiards with him, showing off. Who do you think you are? Just an unwanted heiress of the Roberts

family. What right do you have to compare yourself with me? But..."

"Even if you're this despicable, Lukas still likes you. What's wrong withthat he looks down onfor your

sake? He's even willing to cut off my hand for you."

Gwendolyn's voice was filled with venomous hatred, as if she wanted to devour Reese.

Reese's expression remained emotionless as she stared at her. "In the end, he didn't cut off your hand, did he?"

Hearing this, Gwendolyn burst into maniacal laughter. She strode forward and seized Reese's chin. "Yes,

speaking of that makeshate you even more. You, this despicable creature, what gives you the right to

change Lukas' decisions with just a word? Is it because of this pretty face?"

With a forceful flick, she released Reese's chin. "You two-faced schemer. Do you think | need your false kindness

to beg for mercy? Stop deluding yourself. You're not going to seduce anyone with this attitude. If you couldn't

seduce my cousin, now you're clinging to Lukas. Well, today, I'll ruin that pretty face of yours. Let's see how

you'll seduce men after this."

Gwendolyn's anger surged as she shouted loudly toward the outside, "Harold, bring a dagger in here!"

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