All too late for his love

He was the leader of the kidnappers, Jett!

It was peak hour for going home from the office. There were many people on the road. The accident had obstructed traffic and attracted many people over to watch. When Willow walked past it, she heard people discussing the accident. She didn't dare to look at the bloody sight, However, she saw Jett's face in her peripheral vision.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

The mask on Jett's face had fallen onto the floor. It was stained with blood. Half his face was bloodied.

His mangled body was a horrible sight.

Perhaps it was fated for Willow to recognize Jett. His body had been damaged irreversibly. However, his face was surprisingly intact and recognizable.

The bystanders were gossiping about it. They described how a black van had chased him and drove over his body twice before speeding into the distance.

Jett was the one who gave instructions to push Aaron into the valley. He deserved to die for his sins.

Upon seeing his horrible state, Willow felt not even a hint of empathy for him. She only felt ecstatic.

Finally, one of the criminals who'd killed Aaron had gotten their punishment.

After the glee passed, chills passed through Willow's heart.

Chased him and rammed into him.....

Clearly, this wasn't an accident. It was a hit-and-run, a murder!

Willow could guess instantly that Skyler had intended to kill him to silence him!

Once Jett died, the last trace which would lead to uncovering Skyler's true colors disappeared. Even then, Willow would find a way to make Skyler pay, After Kenan sent her back to Bordello, she kept thinking of what to do to make Skyler feel the consequences of her actions.

Before she came up with an idea, she heard someone knocking on the door of her small apartment.

Her heart skipped a beat. She pulled out the phone she bought in the afternoon and prepared to call the police.

However, the door to her apartment opened before she could make the call. Clearly, someone had opened the lock.

They were Matthew's men. They were the ones who brought her into the basement for Matthew to cut her pinky off.

Willow locked the door to her bedroom tightly. She wanted to hold on for a while longer. She called the police quickly. She wanted to call the security. However, no one picked up despite her repeated calls.

Just as she was about to call again, her phone rang again. Kenan was calling.

"Mr. Dawson..."

Before Willow finished, her bedroom door had been pried open forcefully. Her phone was grabbed from her phone was & hands and smashed onto the floor. Before she could cry for help to Kenan, she had been dragged out.

"Let me go. Let me go now!"

The memory of getting her pinky chopped off resurfaced in her mind again. It was brutal. Willow never wanted to experience it again.

She struggled hard and screamed for help. However, none of them paich attention to her struggles: After a moment, she was stuffed into a bag like the last time.

"Let me go now. This is against the law!"

Willow grabbed the bag tightly.

However, the men were too strong, if and the bad was too thick. Even if she used up all her up all her energy, she wouldn't even be able to tear a tiny crack in the bag.