Chapter: 1765
Raegan knew the man wouldn't release her even after getting the money, but she still completed the 500, 000 transfer. This payment could help the police track the man down if he chose to run.
Raegan showed the man her screen, showcasing the finished transfer.
The man's eyes narrowed, forming a menacing smile, his knife hovering perilously close to Raegan's neck, a silent threat to her life should she make even the slightest movement.
Raegan, feigning a trembling voice, asked, “Can I leave now?"
The man's laughter was cold. “Going so soon? You still have to ‘look after’ my need!"
Raegan was painfully aware of the unreliability of such men. With her voice breaking and her hands brought together as if to pray, Raegan implored, “Please, I've done what you asked and given you the money. Let me leave..."
Her movement tactically caused the knife to move away from its menacing position.
Raegan continued to tremble as if driven by fear, her slight movement from the knife unnoticed by the man, whose eyes focused on Raegan's lips, gleaming with lust. The man laughed and said, “Be quick. I don't have much time. Satisfy me, and maybe I won't hurt you further..."
Raegan's stomach turned under his leering look. Taking a deep breath, she adopted a pitiful demeanor, nodding meekly. "Really? If I... If I comply, you'll release me?"
Believing Raegan had consented, the man, eager and impatient, started, "Yes, that's..."
His statement was abruptly interrupted by his howl of pain. “Ah! Ouch!"
Raegan had found a stone and, with a swift and fierce motion, struck him hard. She then took off running. She assumed the lighter place with tons of people would dissuade the man from capturing her.
“Help! Someone! Help!" Raegan yelled while running, yet this place was deserted at this hour, with hardly any cars around.
"You little devil! I'll kill you!" The man's enraged shout followed her.
Raegan was surprised by his persistence. Even hurt, he was closing in on her.
Raegan sprinted desperately until a stumble caused her to fall, her body going numb from the crash.
The man, clutching his injury, approached Raegan with a snarl. “Bitch!
You dare trick me? I'll slash that pretty face of yours!"
He lifted the knife, aiming at Raegan's face.
Raegan, paralyzed and defenseless, prepared for the worst.