President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 896 Barking up the Wrong Tree

Queeny heard some footsteps, and soon the truck door was opened.

“Get out!”

A man said to them in a cold voice.

Karida rose to her feet, came to Queeny’s side, and helped her up.

Glancing at her tied feet, Queeny smiled. “You’re expecting me to jump out of the truck with my feet

tied?”

Looking at the ropes at Queeny’s ankles, Karida gave a frown.

Karida was about to crouch down to untie the ropes when the man at the door stopped her.

“No need for that. You can choose to jump out or stay in the truck for the night. The choice is yours.”

With that, the man turned and left, leaving Queeny to her own device.

Queeny was surprised.

It had not occurred to her that these people could be so callous.

Beside her, Karida straightened up and stared at her with a resigned look. “Are you staying in the truck

or are you jumping out with my help?”

Queeny gave a faint smile.

She had always known that it was best not to fight in vain when the odds were against her. Although

the truck was carpeted, it was still cold and hard inside. If she were to stay there for the night, she

would doubtless catch a cold before she was able to escape.

With these thoughts, Queeny smilingly nodded. “I can manage it myself.”

Supporting herself with the wall, she began to drag herself out inch by inch.

Amused by Queeny’s movements, Karida could not help laughing.

But Karida quickly stopped herself and came up to help Queeny lest she fall down.

It took Queeny a long while to haul herself out of the truck.

She was greeted by a bleak village, whose only dirt road was where the truck was parked.

Perhaps because it had just rained, the earth was spongy, and the whole road was muddy and strewn

with puddles.

The white flat shoes Queeny had been wearing since she left home were already heavily coated with

mud.

But Queeny paid them no heed and followed the men to the village ahead.

The village was sparsely populated, if at all.

There were four of the men, one of whom knocked at the door of a household. The door opened and a

tanned face looked out.

The man and the villager talked in some unknown language, which Queeny guessed was the local

dialect.

Queeny raised her brows. Although she couldn’t understand their words, she gathered from the accent

that this place was somewhere in the Middle East .

Hearing the man’s words, the villager stuck out his head and cast a glance at Queeny and Karida

before he finally nodded and let them in.

Locked in the truck for a whole day and let out at last, Queeny was quite content and happy to do

whatever the men demanded.

After they went in the house, the men said something to the family, at which the latter got out of the

house and left them with everything in it, including the key.

Queeny felt that the family were not likely to return for the rest of the day, and the men could have

rented the house from them.

She was wondering where it was and whether anyone would come to her rescue if she rushed out and

cried for help.

However, catching a glimpse of something bulging at the four men’s waists, Queeny realized that they

had guns and gave up the idea of crying for help.

After all, the villagers, despite their burliness, were unarmed civilians.

What was more, having seen her tied up and said nothing about it, the villagers could have long been

the men’s accomplices who would never lend her a helping hand.

If Queeny didn’t make a successful escape the first time, it would be very difficult for her to make it

later.

Therefore, she must hold off until she was absolutely sure she would succeed.

Thinking of that, Queeny sat down obediently in the room where they put her.

Before long, Karida came in with a basin of water and cleaned Queeny’s face with a towel.

Queeny was quite touched in that Karida should be so thoughtful that she did not neglect to keep

Queeny’s face clean under such circumstances.

Watching Karida, Queeny uttered, “Thanks.”

Karida froze in her move.

Some complex expressions flickered in turn across her face.

Queeny looked at her with a half smile and said softly, “Why does a word of thanks make you look so

miserable?”

Karida knew that Queeny was just trying to take advantage of her compassion and appeal to her to

show mercy.

She snapped coldly, “You’re barking up the wrong tree. There’s no way I will help you, let alone release

you.”

She paused, cast a glance outside with some trepidation, and said in a lowered voice, “Do as they say

if you want to stay safe. They’re not just any people and they can be much more brutal than you think. I

can’t help you if you really piss them off.”

With that, Karida gathered up the face-washing things and went out.

Queeny sat silent, ruminating on what Karida had said.

She knew these people were from the Zircon Association, so of course they were not just any people.

Karida was right to ask Queeny to be obedient, but Queeny was still wondering for what purpose these

people had got her.

Obviously, this mystery would have to remain unsolved for some time.

But Queeny was in no hurry to solve it. Now that she was here, she would know the answer sooner or

later.

So thinking, she set her mind at rest. Half an hour later, Karida took the dinner in and fed her.

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The men let her go with Karida accompanying her.

But on their way to the washroom, one of the men followed them closely until they went in. He then

kept guard at the entrance.

Seeing that there was no chance to escape even when going to the washroom, Queeny realized that

the men would not easily drop their guard on her, so she just took her time.

She knew that Felix had already traced her to the villa when she was still there, but had missed her

because of Karida.

She wondered where Felix was at the moment and whether he had discovered any trace of her.

Had better leave Felix some signs, she thought.

So she tore a button from her trousers and threw it to the corner when Karida wasn’t paying attention.

Queeny was not sure whether Felix would recognize the button from her trousers, but leaving him just

anything was better than doing nothing.

After that, she went back to the previous room with Karida.

It was already nighttime by the time they had finished dinner.

They were all exhausted from the day’s journey.

In spite of that, the men would not let their guard slip.