Giselle parked her car across a narrow street from the courthouse.
Mila dashed across the road, skillfully dodging the passing vehicles as she made her way toward the main entrance, getting closer with every step.
But then,
As several cars sped past her, the door of a sleek black car suddenly slid open. A hand shot out, grabbing her shoulder with a fierce grip, pulling her into the vehicle.
Mila’s mind went blank.
Kidnapping?
Who?
Who would dare!
This was a courthouse, for heaven’s sake!
Before she could fully process what was happening, she instinctively opened her mouth to scream for help. But a strong hand clamped down over her lips, while another arm wrapped tightly around her waist, holding her in an unyielding grip.
The car door began to close slowly.
No!
Mila’s eyes widened in desperation as she struggled with all her might. Somehow, she managed to create a small gap.
Help…
The cry barely escaped her lips before her mouth was covered again. But her fingers dug into the edge of the closing door, leaving deep red marks as she refused to let go.
She was so close!
She had almost made it to the courthouse!
With her mouth silenced, Mila’s eyes burned with frustration as she clung to the car door, fighting with every ounce of strength, unwilling to surrender.
Somewhere deep inside, she sensed what might be happening.
…
Meanwhile, at Northpoint University, Eugene navigated through the bustling crowd of students, entering his professor’s office to continue discussing his research project.
Today, he planned to ask his professor if he could expedite his overseas study application, provided he completed this project swiftly and successfully.
First, she would finalize her travel plans and take her sister on a well-deserved vacation, to unwind and broaden their horizons.
Her best friend had married young, and since they graduated college, they had rarely had the chance to enjoy a night out together. Once abroad, they could live together again, just like when they shared a dorm room.
The thought made Miranda chuckle with delight.
At this moment, it was four o’clock in the afternoon in Verdelune.
The city’s fashion week was just kicking off, with influential figures from various countries gathering to chat and make connections.
Jade was among them, her face beaming with joy.
Curious acquaintances couldn’t help but ask in English, Chairman Sutherland, what’s got you in such high spirits? Don’t keep it to yourself, share with us!
The others chimed in, eager to hear.
Jade waved them off with a laugh, responding in English, My grandniece is coming back soon, and I couldn’t be happier.
Having lived abroad for many years, she understood most languages but preferred speaking in English. If someone didn’t understand, she would let her translator handle it.