Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 406 Cut Her Tongue

Ainsley finished watching the video. She did not expect Dana to give her such a big surprise.

She wanted to call Matteo, but before she could do that, Matteo's call came.

"Matteo, I have seen the video."

Matteo was stunned. "That guy is too quick, but I called you not for this issue. It's about another thing."

"What?" Ainsley's heart skipped a beat.

"Dana is missing."

Ainsley thought about the wounds on Dana's back in the video and mocked, "Wasn't she forced to do

that?"

"People always believe what they see. Even if there are doubts, they just believe they are Sherlock

Holmes. They thought they knew the truth, but they are just controlled," Matteo said sarcastically.

But no matter what, it was useless to mention this.

"Matteo, I need your help. Could you find out where Dana is?" Ainsley's eyes got deeper.

"I've sent someone to investigate. By the way, I'm afraid that Irene will be released soon."

"I had expected this day to come. We still underestimated the Wade family and ... we underestimated

Irene too much." Irene had much power in Seattle for so long. She shouldn't have been

underestimated.

After this video was posted on the hot search, it was hung in the hottest search for an hour. Matteo had

sent people to suppress the heat, but the Wade family should work more to hype it up.

In a secret room, Dana looked at the old man in front of her in fear. "I have done as you instructed. Can

you let me go now?"

She was tied up and her whole body was bruised. It had been two days since she was kidnapped. No

one had given her food and drink. She could only be beaten up every day.

These beatings were used as tools to make people pity her. Dana did not know who this old man was,

but she understood that it had something to do with Irene.

Brady's eyes were gloomy. He stared at Dana. When he opened his mouth, Dana could not stop

trembling. "I can let you go. Don't forget what you said in the video today. I can catch you no matter

where you escape."

"However, I'm not sure if you will be able to leave so easily next time."

Dana held her own hands and nodded while trembling. "I know, I know. What this video says is true.

Ainsley forced me to do this."

Brady nodded with satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, someone came over and untied Dana.

Under the oppressive atmosphere, Dana hurriedly left.

When she walked out of the secret room and saw the sunlight again, she was sure that this was the

suburbs, and there was not even a passerby.

Dana ran away with all her might, but she always felt that someone was following her again.

There was no shelter on the deserted road. She turned around and saw a car following her from the

direction of the secret room.

They hadn't even run one mile when the car caught up to her and three men jumped down from the

car.

Dana screamed in horror, "That man just said that he would let me go. What do you want to do?"

’Sir never listens to useless nonsense. He just said that he would let you go, but he didn't say that he

would let you be safe and sound. You made a mistake, so you have to pay some price. We will keep

your tongue."

The man took out a dagger from behind him and a cold glare was shot at Dana's eyes.

"No! No!"

The other two men walked directly to Dana and grabbed her arm. "Don't move."

Dana had been hungry for two days and two nights and had no strength to struggle. She soon pressed

the two men to the ground.

The man holding the dagger slowly approached Dana, and a cold light flashed.

"Ah!"

Dana fainted in pain and opened her eyes again, only to find that she was thrown at the door of her

house.

It was dark in the corridor, and she was horrified to find that her tongue was gone.

"Hmm... Hmm..." Dana could only make a few syllables even with all her strength.

Tears streamed down her face. She opened the door of her house. After entering, she rushed into the

bathroom. Through the mirror, she saw her own appearance.

Her tongue had been cut off from the roots. Dana dared not accept the truth, but she had to accept it.

Dana cried with tears. She touched her empty mouth. The blood seemed to have stopped. But she

knew the Wade family would not let her go so easily.

Dana did not dare to say that again.

How could the problem of the Wade Group be solved so smoothly?

Manuel thought about it and felt that this matter was not that simple.

As a successful businessman, Brady would not be easily defeated by the traps he had set up.

But logically speaking, it was not easy to solve the problem of machines and other aspects in such a

short period.

Could it be that the Wade family had a trump card?

Manuel would never underestimate any enemy, and he would never let go of the slightest risk.

He called his assistant into the office and gave an order.

The assistant nodded seriously and turned to leave.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs received a notice from the relevant department and quickly sent out an

invitation letter.

After dealing with the work at hand, Manuel looked at the engagement that he could not refuse and

rubbed his eyebrows.

He had no choice but to accept it, for he had asked his assistant to secretly investigate some things.

To prevent accidents, Manuel could only drive on his own.

There were very few things that could be discussed together both with businessmen and officials.

Therefore, basically, this social gathering was a countless number of sweet and cunning words.

Everyone sat calmly, pretending to understand even if they did not understand. They smiled and

complimented each other.

Manuel did not like this kind of entertainment, which was very boring, but he still had to go through this

case.

He drank a few glasses of wine before pretending to be drunk and leaving the room.

After stumbling along the road for a while, the hall attendant ran over and asked considerately, "Sir, do

you need help?"

Manuel raised his head, straightened his back, and calmly looked at the attendant. "No need."

The parking attendant had driven Manuel's car to the door.

Manuel took the key and sat in the driver's seat. He suddenly thought of Ainsley.

What was she doing now?

He shook his head, and the attendant knocked on the window.

Manuel lowered the window and looked at the attendant without saying a word.

’Sir, you drank. Do you need me to call a substitute for you?" The attendant's voice was clear and

bright.

Manuel frowned, got off the car, and raised his hand to rub his hair.

This seemed to be the first time he disregarded his image in public.

"What a hassle." After muttering these two words, Manuel threw the key to the attendant.

The attendant was stunned. When he came back to his thoughts, Manuel had already walked a few

feet away.

Manuel was not drunk. His consciousness was clear.

He had just suddenly lost all of his strength. He walked aimlessly on this busy street.

When he passed by a crossroad, the ear-piercing sound of a flute suddenly buzzed Manuel's head.

The bloody scene covered his vision. Manuel was like a puppet that had lost its soul, muddling along

as he approached the fog.