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Chapter 194

Suzanne shook her head and turned to leave.
“I’ll give it to you for 10, lady,” the man yelled behind her. “I’m not making any profit here. You can’t
possibly not afford 10 dollars, right?“.
Suzanne roughly rubbed the spot where the ring had been. She felt extremely frustrated as she walked
away with tears in her eyes.
She didn’t have the courage to buy the ring even if she was being berated by the shop o
“. It wasn’t about the money, and it wasn’t like she didn’t want to wear the ring, either. If she’d bought
the ring and wore it by herself, she’d think that her marriage was pathetic and sad.
She left the market.
There were a bunch of bikes by the side of the road that acted as cabs. Not daring to get on any of
them, Suzanne stood by the side of the road to wait
for the bus.
With her beautiful face and attractive figure, she attracted the attention of many passersby.
Suddenly, a car drove past her and stopped about a few feet away from where she stood. Shortly after,
it reversed and stopped in front of her.
The window rolled down, and two men leaned over. They whistled crudely and said, “Do you need a
ride, beautiful?”
She politely declined, “No, thank you.”
“Get in, I’ll send you home.” The man smiled gleefully as he eyed her.
Sensing danger, she immediately turned and walked toward the bustling
market.
The men quickly got out of the car and tried to force her inside.
“Help!” She struggled against them profusely.
One of the bikers wanted to come to her aid but promptly backed off when one of the men pulled out a
dagger.
He could only watch as Suzanne was kidnapped and dragged into the car.
She didn’t think someone had the gall to kidnap a married woman off the street like that in this law–
abiding society.
She struggled for a while in the car before they forcefully subdued her and took her phone. As the car
drove toward a small path in the woods, she gave up her figl I stayed calm, waiting for the right
opportunity to escape.
The car drove on for quite some time and sped through uneven terrain. After what seemed like a long
journey, they emerged onto the main road.
Suzanne spotted a sign that said “Muzat Borders” and immediately panicked internally.
Muzat borders? She’d been kidnapped to the drug nest in the neighboring
country.
No wonder they had the gall to kidnap women in broad daylight–they were a bunch of lawless drug
traffickers!
The car arrived at a heavily guarded community in the forest.
Peeking out the window, Suzanne saw armed men patrolling the area. Moreover, there were a lot of
obstacles in place. The entire area was fenced up securely. They even had poppies growing in open
areas.
The car stopped in front of a wooden house. Several people were seated in the huge gazebo. Upon
being brought there, Suzanne felt like her chances of survival were slim.
“Boss,” the man dragged her out of the car and yelled gleefully. “I saw a
pretty lady on my way back from deliveries. She looked like your type, so I brought her to you.”
They roughly shoved her into the gazebo.
Her breathing was erratic–she was anxious and afraid.
Suzanne tried to remain calm as she looked at the men before her.
Four men sat around a huge wooden table. The bald one in the middle had a huge head and tattoos
that spanned from his scalp to his neck. He looked menacing and disgusting.
The other three looked intimidating and had sharp gazes.
The table w
lled with bags of white powder and tools for testing.
Suzanne swallowed nervously.
The bald man stared at her for a moment before the corner of his lips curved up. He looked gleeful. His
eyes glinted lecherously, making her skin crawl with disgust.
“What do you think, boss?”
The man in question nodded in satisfaction. “Where did you get such a beautiful woman?”