Chapter 813 The Woman In The Bright Trench Coat

Bianca looked around, observing her surroundings as if looking for an escape route...

One of the thugs used the butt of their rifle and slammed it into her head before roaring at her, "You'd better sit still! I'm going to dig your eyes out of you if you look around again!"

The eerie echo of his voice rang throughout the factory, making it sound even more spooky.

Bianca moved her gaze away as she felt her head pulsing with pain from the blow.

She glared fiercely at the thug who hit her in the head, but at the same time, they were already pushing her toward a metal pillar that had a girth of two grown adults.

The pillar was at the gates of the factory.

The vile thug tightly bound Bianca onto the pillar with a thick rope. The knots that he tied seemed to have no gaps in between them at all.

Then, he gripped her face with his black, sticky hands as he snickered. "So soft, this little lady is so soft..."

He had never given up his lust for Bianca. He grabbed her slender waist and sniffed the light fragrance on her body. In an instant, the thug was momentarily swayed.

As it turned out, Luke’s woman was really delectable. Oh, how much ecstasy would it give him if he could press his body onto hers?

He planned to get a taste of her after he finished all of the tasks that his leader gave him.

Bianca glowered at the thug's hand in disgust as her weak stomach roiled with puke. She was almost unable to stop herself from vomiting onto him.

If she had a knife right now, she would stick the blade right into his chest.

However, she knew that it was not the right time to anger the thug, so she controlled her urge to puke. She stared coldly at the thug and said, "Alright, when everything is done, I'll have you experience that 'taste' you're looking for!" 1

The thug smiled wickedly at her as he pinched her face. "Not bad, you’re an interesting girl. If that's the case, I shall go easy on you and the children. Just entertain me well. If I'm happy, I might just spare your life."

Bianca stared at him. Her gaze was cold and frosty as the Arctic islands. The thug could not help but shudder. For a moment, he thought that he was staring at the very scythe of the Grim Reaper itself. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

As he observed the woman’s weak posture and the pitiful look on her face, the thug could not help but mock himself.

He felt like he was getting more and more cowardly. She was just a weak and frail woman. How could he even think that she looked like the Grim Reaper?

What a joke!

After a while, the other thugs called out to him and the sharp-faced thug walked away. Before he did that, however, he threatened Bianca again.

It was only after Bianca watched him leave that she slowly relaxed and looked at the ground.

She gazed at her children with a worried look on her face.

They definitely could not withstand as much abuse compared to an adult. Plus, who knew if the thugs would give them enough food to eat? They had not woken up from their sleep just yet. She was now worried about their safety.

They were still very young. Could they even stand the effects of the drug? Would something happen to them?

Time passed, and Bianca felt the chilling cold all over her body as the frosty gale of the night blew through the windowless factory.

It was already the beginning of spring. The winds at night would chill anyone to the bone.

However, her children were still not awake yet and Bianca started to panic.

She softly cried out to them, "Lanie, Rainie, Tommy, wake up. Look at Mommy, please?" "Water, water..."

Rainie was half-conscious while crying out for water. At that moment, Bianca wanted to break free from her bonds and feed her daughter some water.

However, she could not even move a muscle.

"Rainie..." Bianca raised her voice, choking and sobbing at the same time. In the end, she did not manage to wake them. Instead, she saw the thug, who was in the passenger seat of the car earlier, walking over.

The man removed the black mask on his face and revealed a dark, expressionless face.

After looking at Bianca and seeing the tears in her eyes, the thug then glanced over to the three delicate-looking children lying on the floor...

He then explained, 'They've only been given some sleeping pills, so they'll sleep a few hours longer. They're fine for now, so you don't have to worry. There's a culprit behind every wrongdoing, Ms. Rayne. You know very well that money can be used to solve any kind of problem, so we're just following the laws of the world. We had no choice but to do this to you!"

After that, he looked over to Rainie who was thirsty. He hesitated before waving at his lackeys, giving them orders.

After a while, his lackeys brought a bottle of water, opened the cap, and then fed Rainie the contents.

Bianca looked at the thugs and mocked them, "You thugs are always up to no good. If you had even a little bit of kindness in you, would you have kidnapped a helpless woman and her innocent children? Do you think that you can convince me just by giving my daughter some water? Or are you sure that my husband is going to save us all, and by then, you'll be asking me to tell him to spare your lives?"

The man shuddered. The act of kindness had not even registered in his brain, neither did the reason why he gave Rainie the water. He was even confused as to why he was speaking to his victim in such a polite tone.

Truth be told, he managed to survive in the underworld solely because he relied on his cruelty and viciousness. His hands were stained with countless lives and blood, so he could never call himself a good person after all of this.

However, this entire operation made him anxious.

It might probably be his gut feeling after being in the field for so many years, but he felt that something was going to go wrong with this kidnapping. It was the very first time that he regretted taking up a job.

Bianca raised her head and said to him with a stubborn look on her face, " Thugs will always be thugs. Don’t think that you're suddenly a good person just because you did something as insignificant as this. I'm telling you, after I get out of here, I won't let a single one of you go free. My husband's consequences for you will be so much worse!”

The man with the dark face raised his brow, but his lackeys who were standing behind him were already furious. They gave a ringing slap across Bianca's face as they said, "Stupid b*tch, you're going to die, yet you're still acting all cocky here. You must be looking for trouble!"

Bianca's face was slapped to the side, and she was bleeding from the corner of her mouth.

However, she still gritted her teeth, unwilling to let out even a cry of pain. Her eyes glared viciously at the leader of the thugs. In her eyes were a strange shimmer and a shockingly cold aura. That gaze of hers made the man somewhat shudder.

He suddenly thought of something and then proceeded to silently smoke half a cigarette. Afterward, he turned around and walked away.

Bianca closed her eyes once more, thinking about the different ways that she could use to escape. However, nothing came to mind.

After more than ten minutes, the clacking sound of high heels rang across the barren factory. A woman in a bright-colored trench coat slowly strutted in with a sinister smile on her face...