Married to the Boss: A Love in Disguise by Ava Green

Chapter 183

Married to the Boss: A Love in Disguise Chapter 183

“We dare kidnap you yet fear a call to the police?” The man coldly hung up, this time not only sealing Lumma’s

mouth with duct tape but putting a black cloth over her head, tram pling her hope.

These people feared not even the police and must be fugitives who’d committed major crimes.

Such fugitives feared no legal punishment but someone crueler.

The only such cruel person Lumma knew was Adam.

When kidnapped just now, her call with him hadn’t disconnected. Could he sense something off?

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Would Adam offend these remorseless fugitives to save her, his little assistant?

Lumma didn’t know.

She only knew even if Adam was willing, finding her would likely take time.

She had to save herself or let Adam know her location.

Unable to see, Lumma guessed the road from the car’s trajectory.

The van sped down the road, quickly passing through road after road, eventually entering an underground garage.

On the way, it made one left, one right, then headed straight.

During this, it probably hit eight lights, slowed thrice, and stopped five times. By her knowledge of Red Pine City, if

nothing unexpected, this was Prosperity Tower.

Prosperity Tower stood in Vale District, a junction of city and suburb with many urban villages. Prosperity Tower was

the core.

Two years ago, a murder occurred there. A girl jumped from the eighteenth floor, dying instantly.

Since then, many tenants had left. A mysterious person took over, renovating it into an

entertainment venue.

Lumma clearly remembered the date, the day she’d officially joined Hills Group.

Before completely stopping, Lumma was dragged out and into the elevator.

Counting seconds, she figured the floor. Going up, around the eighth floor the noisy sounds outside

could be heard within.

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Finally, it stopped at eighteen. After the elevator door opened, the black cloth over her head was removed, and a

carpeted corridor and flashing lights met her eyes.

Then, Lumma was pushed into a room.

In the room, there were a dozen or so men and women, each one crazily contorting their bodies, shouting and

screaming while wildly dancing.

After Lumma was pushed in, the excitement abruptly stopped, all eyes turning to her.

The man behind tore off the duct tape from her mouth, forcefully pushing her forward.

Losing balance, she nearly fell but grabbed the coffee table before her in time.

All gathered around. The middle man removed his cap and mask, revealing a face that disgusted her

at first sight. “Lumma, you still remember me, don’t you?”