Chapter 1951
After that, Kaul walked straight past Her.
Her, who had been rejected behind her, cried so hard that her face was full of tears. The moonlight shone on her petite shadow. She staggered a little and was so sad that she almost fell down.
She began to cry as she forced a smile. Indeed, Wharton treated her very well, although he didn't like her.
There were many rooms on the third floor of the castle, and there were also several other district leaders. The skinny gentleman was leaning against the door of a room, drinking black tea as he listened to the sounds coming from outside.
"The kitten has been rejected. It's so pitiful." He took a sip of black tea and opened his sly eyes. He glanced at the back of Spear, who was standing outside the door, and left with his head down. "But it's really important news to leave the organization..."
After Davis grabbed Chloe's arm and took her away from the original room, she had always wanted to shake off the man's hand, but she was not as strong as him.
She scolded, "I told you to let go, did you hear me? I thought you were a gentleman at least, it turned out..."
"So what's going on?" Davis stopped and looked at her.
Chloe swallowed and looked at his hand that was holding her arm. "In short, let me go first."
"Let go of you and let you run around?" Davis' eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and there was something he couldn't understand. "None of the people in this castle can be dealt with by you. If you want to meet someone with ulterior motives like Ricardo again, you can run."
He let go.
Chloe really wanted to run away, shouting as she ran... If this was in the downtown area, at least it would attract some people's attention outside.
But it seemed to be a deserted place.
She rubbed her sore arm and looked around. "Where do you want to take me?"
"That's mine."
"What do you want to do?" Chloe immediately stepped back two meters and looked at this person warily.
"Other than the people in my place who don't dare to act recklessly, I can't guarantee that they won't do anything behind my back." Davis told her. "There's more than one person like Yara there."
"Hehe..." Chloe laughed and said sarcastically , "Mr. Davis, you're right. Don't cry."
Davis approached her. His eyes made Chloe scared. Chloe retreated to the corner. "Don't forget that I'm a hostage. If I'm injured or dead, you won't be able to get what you want from Aman!"
Davis sneered silently. "Do you know what I want?"
Chloe leaned against the wall and slowly clenched her hands. "In short, you don't want anything that belongs to you, whether it's the treasure map or the interests of the " Chamber of Commerce."
"The ancient Dejor expanded his territory by invading other territories. As long as you get some things, you can hold them firmly." Davis slowly drew close to her ear. "That's yours."
Chloe's fingertips trembled slightly.
This man's breath made her scared. She had seen such a tyrant in terms of social status before. Nangong Yen was such a person, and he was also the most difficult person to deal with.
Because their schemes and cunning were beyond your imagination, and most people couldn't get rid of them!
Chloe pursed her lips. "Just now, the person named ridsa said that Ragib... Ragib was also caught by you?"
"Oh, you finally asked that person?" Davis smiled, but he disappeared in an instant. "But I can tell you that he asked for it. And he will finish this time, regardless of whether he used to be the military king of Country or not."
"You... won't be his opponents." When Chloe said this, she was also cheering for herself, because she couldn't imagine how Ragib could fall into the hands of these people.
Could it be that Ragib came to save her? Aman asked him to save her... and then Ragib was caught by these people?
However, Ragib had already gone to the security company. He had reached the point of talking about marriage with Zoya, so he didn't think that Aman would let Ragib go deep into the enemy's territory to save her at this time.
Aman was not a person who liked to trouble friends, not to mention that it was not trouble, but adventure!
"Do you want to see what he looks like now?" Davis smiled in a low voice, full of warning and threat. "Ris is now in charge of interrogating him. I promise you that you'll be able to see him in the past, covered in blood and unable to lift his head."
Chloe's body trembled and her back was cold. If Ragib was like this... No, she couldn't imagine.
But if Ragib was really here, she would go to see him no matter what. "I don't believe that he has fallen into your hands, unless I see him with my own eyes."
"Do you really want to see him?" Davis had an elite in the corner of his eyes. His brown eyes seemed to be covered with something. He seemed to have seen through Chloe's intentions. "It seems that Ragib is indeed your best friend with Aman. He is worthy of being the man who said that a friend's wife can't be bullied. Yes, he is really righteous. At this time, you still want to see him."
Chloe originally wanted to refute something, but when she heard Davis say that "a friend and a wife can't be bullied", something flashed through her mind. She suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. "What... what did you just say?"
Ragib did say that he accidentally met someone on the gambling king's cruise ship many years ago.
However, Davis should not have known what had happened on that special occasion.
No, it should be said that Aman didn't know because there were only three people present at that time.
She, Ragib, and another...
"You are..." Chloe opened her mouth and looked at Davis in front of her. Suddenly, her face was full of fear. "You are, you are..."
Davis narrowed his eyes. When he saw that Chloe seemed to have seen through him, a hint of ridicule appeared on the corners of his mouth. "I told you, I won't let you go, no matter when."
His long blonde hair flowed down from his shoulder, floating on her shoulder with the smell of perfume. Chloe seemed to have seen someone she was very afraid of. Her widened eyes reflected the devil. "It's really you. You actually... disguised yourself as Davis."
"What does Davis mean?" He said these words with Davis' "face", which was even more chilling. He forced Chloe's brain to accept a reality as if he had invaded her. He gritted his teeth and said sincerely, "In the future, I may become anyone around you. You will never be able to escape from me in your lifetime!"
He grabbed her wrist fiercely, and without allowing her to resist, he dragged her to the place where he was. Chloe desperately wanted to pull her hand away. "Let me go. Aman will come to save me. If you dare to hurt me, he won't let you go..."
On the other side, Spear shrugged her head and somehow walked to the torture room where Ragib was locked up.
Tonight, she had summoned up the courage to confess her love to Wharton, and had even wanted to flee from the 'Black Group' with him. However, she hadn't thought that she would be rejected by him. Her body and mind had suffered a double blow. For some reason, at this moment, she suddenly wanted to take a look at that Ragib.
The Ragib that Zoya liked.
"Cart, what are you doing?" Knowing that she had been removed from the position of the chief of the district, the guards outside the torture room were not as polite to her as before, and even stared at her with vigilance.
"Is leader Lora here?" Spear almost managed to calm himself down.
"Leader Lora has just left." The two guards in charge of the torture chamber stared at her. "Also, instruct the others..."
"That won't do." Spear almost wanted to say that they had made a mistake. "As for prisoners, they should be interrogated day and night. How can we let him rest? Since when did they become so merciful?"
The two guards looked at each other and then looked at Spear almost suspiciously.
"I heard that this Ragib is hiding in the last painting, so you have to interrogate him day and night. Ragib used to be a soldier, and his willpower is strong. If he has time to rest, we won't be able to find out the result." Spear said with a smile. "Open the door. Since leader scar has gone to rest, I will interrogate him for him."
She pulled out a whip she carried with her and pulled it hard. The sound of the whip pulling made people tremble with fear, as if they could imagine the pain of being whipped on people's bodies!
When the two guards saw her alone, they opened the door and said, "But we can't let him die. Our leader has ordered that before we find out the whereabouts of the painting, we must spare his life."
With a smile on her face, she walked in with light footsteps like a cat.