In her apartment, Catherine stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, smoking and staring at herself in the mirror. The woman in the mirror looked languish and strange...
There was gauze wrapped around her wrist, and the cut still hurt.
She finally became the kind of person she used to be most disgusted with. She slept with Leslie and became his woman, which meant she would have to have sex with him many times. She felt it disgusting.
Smoking the cigar Leslie brought her the other day, she sighed and just wanted to numb herself with it.
Sometimes she did think it was Ivan who ruined her life.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, interrupting her thoughts.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWas it Leslie? She didn't want to open the door and see him, but she was afraid of making him angry.
So, she eventually came out of the bathroom and looked out through the peephole and her heart skipped a beat.
"It's the police..." She frowned and took two steps back.
When she came to herself, she took out her phone and called Leslie.
He was in a meeting at the company now and his phone was muted, but he saw her calling. Leslie suspended the meeting, and took his phone out to answer it.
"The police are here..." Catherine whispered, flustered. "I had someone kidnapped the mayor's daughter today, the plan failed, they have been arrested and must have given me away.” Leslie Said, "Don’t say anything. | will think of something.” Catherine didn't know if she could believe him, but she had no other choice. She hung up the phone.
The doorbell rang again.
She put out the cigar in her hand, stood behind the door for three seconds, and calmly opened it.
"Is this Catherine Collins?" the police held the handcuffs and asked.
"Yes." "Please go with us.” "Have | done anything?" She was very calm, with an innocent look.
"You will know it after we get to the police department,” the police looked at her, "Without full evidence, we won't arrest anyone.” They handcuffed her and took her away.
Catherine got mixed feelings. Austin gave her away, and Ivan intervened... He gave her to the police.
Could Leslie get her out? Catherine did not know, but she remembered Leslie's words, she couldn't say anything.
As long as she didn’t say a word, the police wouldn't have anything on her.
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Mya didn’t tell her mother about her being kidnapped, she didn’t want her to worry.
"How exactly did you get hurt?" Looking at her injured leg, Shirley was both worried and sorry, "Is it bad? Do you need to go to the hospital??” "No." Mya sat down in bed. "Dr. Watson has treated my wound. Do you know him? He's a medical genius, he gave me the medicine he made himself and it's much better than those prescribed in the hospital.” "How exactly did you get hurt?” "I just fell down accidentally.” Mya lied to her, "Stop asking. | have answered it a million times!” "Fine! | won't ask again.” Shirley sat down by the bed, "Finish the soup. | will feed you.” "Okay." Anyway, her arm still hurt.
At dusk.
Mya had been expecting Finnley to come over to see her after work. With her phone in her hand, she checked her Facebook countless times, but there was no message from him.
Gradually, she became a little frustrated and disappointed. She missed him a little.
Finnley received a call from Eloise, who gave him an address. He was just about to get off work.
Downstairs, he drove the white Maybach to the restaurant where he had agreed to meet Eloise.
He thought he could take this opportunity to break up with her. He didn't want to waste more of her time and hoped she could understand that he didn't love her.
However, there might be a tic change tonight.