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Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

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Chapter 209 Serpentine Tattoo

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looked toward the door in terror. Before they reached me, the leader pointed his flashlight

at me. The sudden brightness blinded me, and I couldn’t see their faces. I didn’t recognize

their voices either.

One whispered, “What a waste of a pretty woman.”

“Shut up!” A stern voice silenced them. “Get her out of here.”

I was startled and saw a figure approaching me. I tried to speak, but my words came out

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as muffled grunts. The man picked me up, and I struggled to free myself, but he kicked

me. “Stop moving!”

I looked toward the others standing in the distance. The leader was tall and muscular.

They wore ski masks, so I couldn’t see features besides their eyes.

I continued to squirm, and the man suddenly dropped me; I continued to make muffled

cries and looked at them pleadingly. The man looked at me and then crouched to touch

my face.

“Boss, are we going to kill her? That’s a shame. Oh, you should have some fun with her

first, then we can.

“Shut the hell up! Quit your nonsense and get moving!” the man snapped back, his eyes

full of anger.

When he yanked me up a moment later, I noticed a serpentine tattoo on his wrist. I felt a

wave of despair,

thinking they were planning to kill me.

The man was burly, and he carried me outside like effortlessly. The surroundings were

overgrown with

weeds. The dense underbrush scratched my face as he walked with me in tow.

I felt hopeless, not knowing where they were taking me. I wondered if I would ever see Ava

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again. I

needed to know who wanted me dead and why.

Suddenly, a light shone from a distance, and I heard a famillar roar, “Put her down!”

I screamed as loud as possible, “Help me, Atlas!”

My cry sounded horrifying, but the instinct to survive gave me strength. Tears rolled down

my cheeks as I yelled.

The man carrying me ran and shouted, “Scatter!”

I continued screaming as I saw the light getting closer. The tall grass scratched my face as

the man ran, Suddenly, he tossed me onto his shoulder and sprinted into the thicker

grass.

Gunshots echoed around us. I yelped in fear, not knowing who fired those shots. A

moment later, another