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She figured that Lauren might sleep in for a little longer. So, she went to the kitchen to make breakfast for Lauren.
Soon after, she heard the doorbell ring. Thinking it was Landon who had forgotten something at home, she untied her apron and ran to the entrance hallway.
To her surprise, she saw a stranger’s face in the security footage. Dressed in a black suit, the man looked handsome and smart. He looked squarely at Angelina, exuding a masculine and intimidating air.
Her chest tightened, and even her veins throbbed violently from the perceived threat. Rarely had anyone managed to intimidate her.
“Who are you?” She warily stared at the man and slowly took a few steps backward, even touching the gun that she kept on her waist.
“I’m from the Harper Group,” the man replied with a straight face and a no-nonsense attitude. “I am here to pick up Ms. Lauren on Mr. Harper Senior’s orders.”
“I did not receive any instructions. Besides, no one has the right to take Madam Lauren without Mr.
Landon’s permission.” Her eyes clouded with fear and confusion as she gripped her gun. “Who exactly are you?
The visitor’s patience seemed to have worn thin. He grabbed something from within his jacket and placed it on the security lock on the door. After a press of a button, the bomblike item made a beeping sound, followed by a dull explosion.
The highly-secured smart lock was bombed open in no time.
Angelina glared at the door with a threatening gleam in her eyes. She raised her arm, pointing her gun at the man who barged into the villa.
Right as she was about to pull the trigger, the intruder swiftly kicked her weapon away. The pain in her hand caused her to sweat over the forehead.
Before she had a chance to breathe, she snatched a fruit knife from the coffee table and aimed it at his chest. The two engaged in a hair-raising battle.
Angelina was trained in Close Quarters Combat, a technique learned by assassins, from a young age. However, she gradually found herself weakening after ten rounds of fighting with the devilish intruder, who was a killing machine.
She narrowly missed a few of his fatal attacks, nearly getting her throat slit.
“Ouch¡ª” Soon, the intruder figured out the flaw in her technique and attacked her accordingly. He pinned her arm, grabbed the knife from her, and kicked her hard on the back.
Angelina limply collapsed onto the floor after the attack. As if that weren’t enough, the intruder stabbed her in the left leg with the knife to render her completely defenseless.
“You are… You’re not from the Harper Group. No one from the Harper Group acts in the way you do!” The excruciating pain made her see stars. Even then, she did not cry and beg for mercy. Gritting her teeth, she trembled in agony.
She questioned, “Who sent you? Who are you working for?”
Remy remained silent in the face of her interrogation. As a professional assassin, he always strove to speak less and work more.
Although the villa had exceptional soundproofing qualities, Lauren stirred awake after hearing the huge commotion downstairs. Rubbing her eyes, she slowly sat up in bed, only for silence to return, as though everything that had happened was an illusion.
She put on her jacket, hugged her teddy bear, and slowly made her way to the first floor. “Angie? Angie?”
She inhaled sharply halfway through the stairs because Angelina was nowhere to be found. All she could see was Remy sitting carelessly on the couch and peeling an apple with the knife.
“Who. Who are you?” Holding her breath, she felt her legs shaking.
Remy looked up coldly and emotionlessly at the pretty young lady. “Are you Ms. Lauren?”
Lauren froze at the question. She did not move or answer him, but her silence was a tacit admission.
Remy peeled the apple skin without breaking it. Then, he sliced the apple. Before eating it, he gave it some thought and asked her, “Want some apple?”
She shook her head with a frantic look in her eyes.
Remy chewed on the apple slice. He explained, “Ms. Lauren, Mr. Harper Senior sent me here to pick you up.”
“Where’s Angie?” Staring squarely at him, she quietly unlocked her phone behind her back.
“Ms. Lauren, please do not move.” Remy monitored each of her moves without having to look at her. He warned her coldly, “Do not move if you still wish to see Angie alive.”
Lauren’s phone was confiscated, and she was asked to get into a car. Drenched in cold sweat, her petite frame trembled as she stood beside Remy, desperately clutching her teddy bear.
In the face of unknown danger, she did not cry or make a fuss. Neither did she beg Remy to spare her. Instead, she stood there like a lovely, vulnerable doll open to abuse, which only evoked pity.
Before leaving the villa, Remy stole two more apples. This time, he munched on one of them while handing Lauren the other.
He asked, “Do you want one?”
She slowly raised her head. Her cheeks and lips were pallid. Strands of her hair clung onto her cheek from all the sweating. She replied in a soft voice, “Did the Harper Group… make you pick me up?”
He silently withdrew the apple he had offered her.
“Are you going to kill me?” she questioned.
To that, he replied sinisterly, “Slash slash.”
“Don’t give Angie trouble if I’m your target.” Lauren felt more determined and brave at the thought of saving Angelina. Her courage warded off any lingering fear. “I won’t run away if you promise to keep Angie safe. I can give my life in exchange for hers.”
Remy merely cast a careless glance at her and pressed his lips together.
At that moment, his phone vibrated from an incoming call. After stealing a quick glance at the screen, he answered the call with a hint of respect, “Sir.”
“Got her?”
Lauren perked up because the voice seemed familiar to her. When she was about to listen closely, Remy vigilantly switched the phone to another side to stop her from eavesdropping.
He said to the man, “Yes.”
“Did Jameson Schmidt want you to kill her off?”
“No. He just wanted me to bring her to him.”
The man on the other end chuckled. “Well, Mr. Schmidt is the best at the game of torture.”
Remy, still looking impassive, wondered, “Since he doesn’t need me to kill, am I free to go after I brought the woman to him?”
“Not yet. Assist Mr. Schmidt to the best of your ability. Take all of his orders.
Remy replied flatly, “Of course.”
To Lauren’s surprise, she was brought to the Harper Group office building. She grappled with mixed emotions, knowing she was in the same vicinity as Landon.
Remy guided her through the building, but they miraculously did not run into anyone. Someone had clearly made arrangements to sneak her into the building without anyone noticing.
After a long journey, Remy forced her to stop in front of a white wall. He knocked five times on the wall, and a crack appeared. The gap gradually widened to reveal a room within.
The existence of the room was only known to Cornelius Harper. Back in the day, he had made many enemies due to his ambition to expand his business. For his safety, he secretly set up a hidden safe room near his office within the Harper Group building.
In a twisted move, the mastermind behind the abduction had decided to confine Landon’s lover in the safe room.
“Get in there,” Remy ordered coldly.
Lauren’s eyes wavered as she peered into the room that was engulfed in total darkness. She hesitated until she suddenly felt the teddy bear taken from her arms. Remy had snatched her toy from her, after which he shoved her into the darkness.
“No¡ª” Her heart raced, and her eyes dripped in fear.
Darkness enveloped Lauren after the door slammed shut.
The safe room was insulated. Even Remy, who was separated from Lauren by a wall, could not hear a sound from within. He frowned as he studied the teddy bear in his hand, which was drenched in Lauren’s sweat.
At that moment, he heard Jameson’s satisfied voice from his earpiece. Jameson said to him, “Mr. Lexington, well done. You have completed your mission, and you may leave.”
“I don’t get it.” Squishing the teddy bear, Remy questioned, “Why would you do this?”
“That woman is Landon’s life.” Jameson chuckled with a chilling derision. “Taking her life is not the worst punishment. It will only be a satisfying revenge if I separate them and make Landon Harper watch helplessly as his woman struggles in agony.”
“Teddy bear… My teddy bear…”
In the suffocating darkness, Lauren had her back firmly against the ice-cold wall. She curled up into a ball and was shivering all over.
Remy had taken her teddy bear away from her. It was like her soul had been broken and all her energy was sucked away from her.
Her mind was blank. Cold sweat dripped down the side of her cheeks like raindrops.
“Landon. Where are you. Please save me.”