CHAPTER 162: CHAPTER 162: THE BITCH WHO CHEATED ON HIM

Dylan Quinn swung his hand back and slapped her.

Claire’s head was knocked sideways, and before Dylan Quinn could reapply the tape on her mouth, she tearfully shouted into the video for Caleb Lockwood:

"Whether or not I can return alive, remember I love you, Caleb, I..."

Dylan Quinn didn’t give Claire the chance to continue speaking.

"You have two hours, Caleb Lockwood. Once I get the money, I’ll release her immediately; otherwise... you can prepare to collect her corpse!"

After saying this, Dylan Quinn hung up the phone, sent Caleb the virtual account that joker had given him before, and then destroyed the phone.

"You played this self-sacrifice role a bit too realistically, didn’t you?"

Dylan Quinn turned to Claire, ripping off the tape from her mouth.

Claire’s cheek was swollen, and the injury on her shoulder was real.

Because if she didn’t genuinely get hit, Caleb Lockwood would easily see through the act.

"Just to make Caleb feel sorry for you, worth going this far?"

Mocked by Dylan Quinn, Claire rolled her eyes.

"What do you know."

This move of hers was far more than just making Caleb Lockwood feel sorry for her.

This act of self-sacrifice had been planned with joker for a long time.

Dylan Quinn was someone she proactively contacted.

As long as everything went smoothly, Caleb Lockwood would never again get entangled with Serena Jennings; instead, he would wholeheartedly love only her.

After all, she had sought him out urgently, enduring suffering from being kidnapped as his devoted first love.

Whereas Serena Jennings, in Caleb Lockwood’s eyes, had run off with another man, making him a fool.

"Hurry back, I’ve already arranged the boat; just wait there. Remember to watch over her, and don’t forget what we agreed on."

Urged by Claire, Dylan Quinn first helped Claire reapply the tape on her mouth.

"Don’t worry, she won’t escape. Once she’s on the boat, she’ll never return."

Dylan Quinn laughed as he left the dilapidated apartment.

Claire was genuinely tied up, her wrists ached.

But she was not anxious; instead, she felt rather smug.

Caleb Lockwood finding her was only a matter of time.

Although in Meridia, Caleb Lockwood couldn’t act as freely as he did in Country A.

But she had left clues.

She intentionally let Dylan Quinn capture the worn-out wallpaper here, the apartment’s decor was uniform, coupled with calculating the time from when the hotel’s fire alarm went off, indicating Dylan Quinn couldn’t have kept her far from the hotel and must have chosen an old building without surveillance.

With Caleb Lockwood’s abilities, given all these clues, she believed it wouldn’t take long for him to pinpoint the apartment where she was kidnapped.

Even if Caleb Lockwood later discovered Serena Jennings was also missing, that would only be after Serena was taken on the boat by Dylan Quinn.

Claire wanted Serena Jennings to disappear forever.

She vowed to make it happen!

Late at night, at an abandoned dock.

Serena Jennings awoke to find herself lying on the ground, with her hands tied behind her back.

She remembered she had been drugged by Dylan Quinn in the hotel’s hallway.

Dylan Quinn clearly came prepared.

He disguised himself as a hotel janitor; the dual-layered cleaning cart fit a person perfectly.

Serena never thought a kidnapping scenario from movies or TV could actually happen to her.

Dylan Quinn was a fugitive, from parole to smuggling into Meridia and conducting this meticulous kidnapping; it seemed unlikely he did it without help.

But now was not the time to ponder these things.

Serena had no idea what Dylan Quinn planned to do with her.

She was extremely scared now, her heart pounding in her throat.

But she had to force herself to stay calm.

The surroundings were pitch-black, resembling an abandoned warehouse.

Serena struggled to lift her head and saw a small window.

The glass of the window was broken, just enough to let some fresh cold air into the foul-smelling warehouse.

Moonlight seeped through the window, indicating it was dark outside.

Serena deduced that it hadn’t been long since Dylan Quinn had drugged her.

Staring at the small window for a while, Serena bit her lower lip.

She was disappointed.

Because the window was too small, too high; she couldn’t climb up, and even if she did, she couldn’t escape.

She had to think of another way...

She took a deep breath, straining to think.

The air here was humid; waves could be heard crashing.

Without a doubt, Dylan Quinn intended to flee by boat, which is why he held her at the dock’s warehouse.

Apart from her, there’s someone else assigned to watch over her.

A foreign man, likely a thug, with a scar on his face and tattoos on his hand.

Serena was considering if she could communicate in a foreign language with him, promise him money in exchange for a chance at escape.

"How much did Dylan Quinn promise you? I’ll give you double."

Serena said in a foreign language.

Dylan Quinn’s accomplice replied in Chinese:

"Speak again, and I’ll cut off your tongue."

Serena’s heart tightened.

The money route was hopeless; she had to think of something else.

Scooting along the ground, she warily watched Dylan Quinn’s accomplice and discreetly removed the diamond ring from her left-hand ring finger.

This diamond ring was princess-cut, hollow set, with corners exposed, perfect for cutting ropes.

But diamonds, though hard, aren’t knives; Serena’s hand trembled from nervousness, but she needed patience.

A tense string snapped in her mind as the warehouse door suddenly opened, the sound of rusty metal screeching was painfully loud, and the ring nearly fell from her grasp.

Dylan Quinn walked in.

Serena held her breath, tightly clutching the ring.

"Oh, awake now!"

Dylan Quinn squatted before Serena, reaching to touch her face.

Serena shuddered, shifting desperately to avoid Dylan Quinn’s touch.

Dylan Quinn scoffed, raising his hand to slap Serena hard.

Serena felt her ears ringing, almost deaf, with the side of her face burning painfully.

"Why are you dodging? Huh? What’s wrong with letting me touch your face?"

Dylan Quinn’s face was full of rough features, his smile sinister and lewd.

If time wasn’t tight, he would’ve loved to have his way with Serena after she’d passed out.

Initially, Dylan Quinn hadn’t thought much beyond parole and smuggling to a country without extradition.

Unexpectedly, Claire Shaw sought him, offering money, arranging a boat, even providing manpower.

While kidnapping Serena involved some risk, Claire’s plan was to take Serena along with him directly.

This way, he’d get both money and a beautiful woman—why wouldn’t he agree!

"Once you’re on the boat, I’ll touch you all over!"

Dylan Quinn said as he stood up, checking the time on his phone.

Serena’s face turned ashen.

She thought Dylan Quinn kidnapped her for ransom from Caleb Lockwood.

But Dylan Quinn actually planned to take her along as he fled?!

Serena felt as if she’d plunged into an ice cave, her body losing heat rapidly, fingertips cold, scalp tingling.

Dylan Quinn glanced at Serena, noticing her pale lips tightly pressed, eyes filled with terror.

He chuckled maliciously.

"Blame yourself for being stupid, rushing to help Caleb Lockwood at the slightest whim. Do you know what Caleb’s doing right now?"