Chapter 889
Catelyn froze in place.
’On the count of three, if you don't take your shirt off, I will send your Mr. Wagner to hell!" the man threatened.
Catelyn looked at Alfred deeply.
He could no longer speak as the injury was so serious that he could only blink his eyes, signaling her not to do so.
Tears rolled down Catelyn's cheeks.
She glanced at the vicious kidnapper before she spat, "Do it, then. I won't take my clothes off. If he dies, I'll avenge his
death one day!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtInstead of being raped in front of Alfred, she preferred to die with him.
'No, I can't go down that easily. I will exact vengeance for Alfred!'
The kidnappers were thoroughly enraged upon realizing that Catelyn was not letting them have their way.
No longer fooling around, one of them reached out and tore Catelyn's clothes and skirts.
Catelyn was then pushed to the ground in the refusal, and the two kidnappers stooped over her body.
She cursed and struggled against their hands but to no avail.
Suddenly, Catelyn managed to break free, resisting the urge to vomit, and when the two kidnappers were not
paying attention, she snatched the black pistol from the hands of the fierce kidnapper.
Seeing that she got the gun, the two kidnappers reeled back in shock.
"F*ck off! Get the hell away from me!” screamed Catelyn as she clasped the pistol tightly with both hands, aiming it
at the two.
The originally fierce kidnapper suddenly softened his attitude and persuaded Catelyn to put the gun down with kind
words.
"Alright, calm down, Miss Clark. You might cause unintentional discharge-’
"Let us go! Set US free! Now!" Catelyn's emotions were on the verge of self destruction as she roared hysterically.
The two kidnappers exchanged glances and continued to comfort Catelyn. ’Okay, our car is just outside the door.
You can just leave and drive. Just... don't point the gun at US. That's not a toy.’
Catelyn instructed one of the kidnappers to help Alfred into the car while pointing the gun at the other kidnapper
who intended to assault her.
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Everyone moved toward the factory door at a strangely slow speed.
The wind was cold, and it was snowing heavily outside, visible through the window. Catelyn's clothes and winter skirt
were torn, but she did not dare to ease her mind.
She desperately ordered the man to bring Alfred into the car quickly.
However, when they were at the door, the kidnapper who supported Alfred slipped on a frozen puddle, dragging Alfred
down with him as they fell onto the ground.
Alfred could barely support himself, much less stand due to the gunshot wound on his leg.
When Catelyn saw him falling, she gasped in shock and ran to help him.
At that critical moment, the fierce kidnapper showed a vicious look and jumped toward Catelyn, taking the opportunity to
snatch the black pistol in her hand.
Suddenly, a shot was fired.
Bang!