Chapter 83

John didn't hear Zoey's reply and figured she was planning to handle things on her own. He asked again, "Ms. Spencer, please tell me the address. I'll bring some people to help. Don't try to do this alone. If Mr. Windsor knows, he'll be frantic with worry."

Zoey snapped out of her thoughts and gave John the address.

John quickly responded, "I'll be there soon. When you get there, find a place to hide and wait for me."

Even though John knew Zoey was skilled in combat, he was still worried about her going up against multiple opponents alone.

Zoey didn't give a clear answer, just said, "I've called the police too. They should get there around the same time."

With that, Zoey hung up.

John didn't waste any time and rushed out to gather some people.

Claire was anxious but had to stay home because of Gabriel and Travis. She just hoped Zoey would be okay.

"You despicable cowards; it's really low for over twenty of you to gang up on a vulnerable woman!"

James, tied up hand and foot, glared at Bobby and his crew.

He couldn't bear the thought of the danger Zoey might face if she showed up alone.

Even though James had played the game to get famous in the entertainment industry, he had his principles. He would never compromise his basic morals for personal benifit.

That's why he yelled for Zoey not to come when Bobby called her.

As time passed, James grew more anxious. He'd rather ruin his own career than see Zoey tortured and buried alive by these thugs.

Plus, James didn't think they'd let him go either.

Anticipating that he could be a witness to them harming Zoey, he thought his own fate might mirror hers.

Bobby walked up to James, kicked him, and pinched his face. "You actors have really got self-care down pat; your skin is incredibly soft."

Then Bobby turned to his men. "When Zoey gets here, you can have your fun with her and this actor. They're both gonna be buried alive anyway, so enjoy yourselves before they die."

His men immediately perked up. "Thanks, Mr. Miller."

James's eyes turned blood-red. "You bastards..."

Before he could finish, Bobby stuffed a rag into his mouth.

Soon, one of Bobby's men ran over, eyes gleaming. "Mr. Miller, that woman is driving over alone, and the lookout didn't see any other cars following."

Hearing this, Bobby sneered. "Didn't expect Zoey to be so obedient. Today's her last day."

Thinking about Derek, who was behind bars and had his manhood taken by Zoey, Bobby wanted to make her suffer so much she'd beg for death.

But before that, he had plans to rape her. After all, Zoey was quite the looker.

Zoey drove through the rundown gate and parked in an open space.

Through the car window, she saw Bobby dragging out a tied-up and gagged James.

Trailing behind him were about twenty guys.

Zoey couldn't help but smirk. Bobby must really hate her to bring this many people.

Bobby yelled at Zoey in the car, "Scared to get out, bitch? You can't escape. Behave, and maybe I'll make it less painful for you."

As he finished, Zoey heard the gate closing.

Turning around, she saw two guys standing guard at the gate.

Zoey sneered, then opened the car door and stepped out.

She walked to the back of the car, popped the trunk, and pulled out a baseball bat.

"A baseball bat? Does she really think she can take us all on with that? Mr. Miller, is this chick nuts?" One of Bobby's men laughed loudly.

His laughter spread, and soon they were all laughing.

Even James felt a chill run down his spine sensing their arrogance and brutal.

But Zoey, holding that bat, looked calm, like she was in a different world from everyone else.

"Bobby, all these years, you've been bullying people and committing crimes under my father's protection. Today, I'm gonna teach you a lesson and make sure you end up in prison with your castrated son."

Zoey picked up some small stones and stuffed them in her pocket, her lips curling into a cold smile. She looked at Bobby like he was already dead.

A cold wind blew, making Bobby shiver uncontrollably.

For some reason, seeing Zoey's fearless smile sent a chill through his heart.

He quickly shook it off, his eyes turning more vicious as he looked at Zoey. He waved his hand and shouted to his men, "Get her! Whoever catches her first gets to rape her first!"

His words were like a shot of adrenaline, and the twenty men surrounded Zoey, their eyes gleaming like predators. Even James, watching helplessly, couldn't help but tremble in fear.

A guy with a lip piercing approached Zoey, grinning and showing his nasty yellow teeth. "If you behave, I won't hurt you too much."

Zoey looked at him with disgust, then swung her baseball bat, smashing him in the face without mercy.

He screamed, fell back with a broken nose, bleeding and collapsed to the ground.

"Take that bitch's bat! Without it, let's see what she's got left!"

The men surrounding Zoey finally got cautious, and two of them moved in to grab her bat.