Boss,I'm Not Your Stand-in Gilrfriend

Chapter 73 Corey

I just wanted to turn around, and suddenly felt a heavy blow on my neck. Then I was immediately

dragged into the car parked next to me.

I wanted to struggle in panic, but I was covered in my mouth and couldn't move. I thought Gavin didn't

lie to me. Someone really wanted my life.

The little boy who made me feel pity just now got into the car with me. With me in the car, he was

standing behind me, staring fixedly at me. I was frightened by him and wanted to ask him something,

but I was scared back by the current situation.

There were a total of five or six strong men in the car. I didn't know how long they had been following

me, and finally they started when I began to relax.

I was a little remorseful. As expected, not everyone can be good man. I also did not know if Gavin had

discovered that I was kidnapped.

They drove in silence. This scene was too serious. It should be a professional kidnapping, unlike the

funny guys like Roger. I thought about the last two times when I narrowly escaped. But this time I could

only pray to God for my safety.

I sighed in disgust. When they heard it, they would immediately yell angrily. "What are you doing?" Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I quickly said, "No, no, no. I just let out a sigh. I didn't think about anything."

I didn't know if the group of people believed me. In short, the car seemed to be accelerated again. I

didn't know where they were going. But it suddenly occurred to me that the kidnappers didn't blind me,

was this a mistake?

I pretended to move, but someone immediately shouted, “don't move!"

I stammered, "I didn't!" After that, I really didn't dare to move at all.

I was very desperate. I didn't know where they were going. I didn't know what they were going to do.

With no purpose or location, how could I escape?

I put all the things in the car. When I got out of the car, I just grabbed some change and wanted to give

it to the little boy, but it was useless now.

I kept praying in my heart that Gavin could come to me from above. For the first time in a few days, I

actually missed him so much.

I should have felt guilty, but I couldn't care less.

There was no good ending after thinking about it for a long time, so I had to speak boldly. Anyway, the

worst result was death. There must be something wrong if they didn't kill me.

"What the hell do you want?"

No one in the car paid attention to me, not even looked to me. "If you want money, I can give it to you. I

have money. Three million. It's on me." I remembered that Gavin gave me that card today. I put it in my

pocket and didn't care. It seemed that everything today was revealed by God.

Someone finally loosened, asking. "Where?"

I quickly took it out and handed it to him. "You can take it now. This is my own card. I can take it out.

Don't worry. It's really three million."

The man stared at me for a while, then suddenly sneered and turned back. I quickly added, "Three

million is not enough? Then I can add it!"

"Shut up! Who wants your two stinky money! If you really want to go, at least give me 100 million!"

A hundred million dollars? I felt like blood was flowing into my head when I heard the number. Did this

man really know what he was talking about? How much was a hundred million dollars? It was

estimated that he had not seen it before. In fact, I had never seen it, but this guy went too far.

I was a little angry, but I still said kindly. "Big brother, who will go out take 100 million? Would you like

me to call him and let someone send it to you?"

"No, we have already left a note. Your boyfriend already knows."

"He isn't my boyfriend."

Eldest Brother frowned and looked even scarier, "Not your boyfriend? Bullshit!"

"He's really not my boyfriend! He framed me for having an affair with someone else. I hate him for not

having enough time. He's really not my boyfriend!"

"Then he will save you. Don't worry, little girl. I see that your boyfriend is very good. He will never

ignore you."

Looking at the man's ugly face, I only felt irritated. He still had the face to chat with me, and I really

wanted to smash his head.

Perhaps he was aware of my thoughts, he suddenly glared at me. "What are you looking at?"

The car was still driving. The farther away from Gavin, the more disappointed I felt. What was even

more unbelievable was that there was not even a charge station after driving so far! The usual densely

packed charge collection was now as if they had entered a parallel world! They had all disappeared.

I closed my eyes, trying to prove that this was all fake. But after opening my eyes several times, it was

still these fierce-looking men.

Fortunately, the car finally stopped driving. They also put the hoods on me so that I couldn’t see the

terrain.

After walking for a long way, they finally stopped. Someone pushed me into a sealed space. And then

left without helping me take the things on my face.

My hands were tied up and I couldn't move. Just when I didn't know what to do, I suddenly heard

something moving next to me. I didn't have the time to be afraid and quickly said, "Can you help me

take the thing off my head?"

The other end of the line remained silent for a while, as if considering something. Finally, after he

believed that I wasn't in any danger, he approached me and took this damn headgear.

I looked at the person in front of me. He was the little boy just now.

I didn't have time to talk to him and quickly checked where it was.

This was not the basement, but a tight window. Nobody knew where it was, but it should be a rural

area.

My shoulders drooped down, and I had no clue how to save myself. The boy still stared at me, and I

asked him. "Why are you looking at me?"

He did not speak. It seemed that he had been trained for a long time.

I was filled with anger. This child was young, but who knew what kind of process he had experienced to

become like this.

I asked again, "Why are you not speaking? Are they not letting you speak?"

He still ignored me.

"What's your name? If you don't tell me, then I'll call you Corey?" Still didn't useful.

I suddenly had an impulse to rush up and slap him. When I realized my idea, I was also shocked. It

seemed that people would really become irritable.

I yelled to the outside, "Come! Come on!"

Someone pushed the door in and said impatiently, "What are you calling for?"

"He's asleep. I'll wake him up." I pointed at Corey with my chin. He did not explain, but his eyes were

full of fear.

The man just glared at him and left. I smiled at Corey, "How about that? You don't talk. I'll let them

come in and beat you."