The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)

Chapter 2114 Hope and Despair

The man on the floor was limp and looked like he was dying.

Lance’s nose was bruised, and his face was swollen. He also had multiple wounds on his body.

His injuries were just appalling!

Yvette's whole body began to tremble from the chill. She was flustered and miserable as she kept

calling his name.

However, she did not get a response.

For the first time in her life, Yvette felt like her body and soul were separated.

When she saw Lance in pain, she just wished that she could die with Lance.

That kind of pain was like her body was ripped apart. It was something she could never imagine before

tonight.

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Seeing Yvette's depressed look, Sean's subordinates obviously felt a little guilty.

Although Sean looked unhappy, he did not look worried or scared.

Sean glanced at his subordinates as if he was saying, “You guys attacked him while I was in the

room?”

His subordinates shook their heads quickly and quickly shirked off the responsibility.

“I didn't touch him! He's just too fragile. We only kicked him twice, but he looked like that. He's still alive

though. Boss, should we get rid of him?"

They were familiar with such things.

All of them were used to doing things like that and did not value human life.

Sean looked at Yvette, who instantly turned pale when she heard their conversation.

Yvette hugged Lance's head tightly and looked at them with unconcealed hatred in her eyes.

Sean did not hesitate. He looked at the time and went straight to pull Yvette up.

"Let's go. There are still 15 minutes until the New Year. Let's not waste time here."

Yvette stumbled and almost fell because she was dragged by Sean. Her shoulders were also

completely exposed.

Sean's subordinates consciously looked away when they saw this.

However, some were brave and blatantly ogled at this unfortunate but beautiful woman with a lewd

smile.

Sean's eyes suddenly darkened, and he threw the coat he was holding over Yvette’s shoulders.

"Put this on and follow me."

Yvette's husband was dying, so how could she compromise?

She threw away Sean's coat. A faint smirk surfaced on her pale face, and her eyes were filled with

sorrow.

"Get lost! I don't want you! Take my money and get out of my house! Sean Moore, you'll get your

retribution one day. If you're so great, why don't you kill me? Even if I die. I'll become a ghost and haunt

you for life!”

Yvette no longer compromised, and her eyes were full of hatred.

She hated Sean so much for recklessly breaking into her home and for hurting her and her husband.

He disrupted her perfect life!

Sean stared at her quietly for a few seconds. His eyes were dark, deep, and bottomless.

He did not say much and only glanced at the man closest to Yvette before he lifted his foot and left.

Sean's subordinates understood what Sean wanted and went forward to pull Yvette's arms behind her

back and tied her hands up.

They did not care whether she was in pain.

Another person took a few steps forward, picked her up over his shoulders, and walked out.

They did this so smoothly as if they had done it many times before.

Yvette screamed in horror, but her voice only echoed in the air, and no one responded to her.

No one came to rescue her in this closed-off neighborhood.

Any security system did not seem to work against real criminals.

"Sean, you murderer! I won't let you get away with it!"

A man looked at her, sneered, and slapped her skin that was exposed.

He said contemptuously, "Shut up! Our boss isn’t afraid of anything. He won't mistreat you if you make

him happy. If you struggle again, I'll make you run around naked!"

Yvette shuddered at his words.

Sean, who was in front, also heard it and paused in his footsteps.

He turned to his side and looked at the man with his dark and cold eyes.

The man immediately shut his mouth in fear.

The car was parked not far away.

Yvette looked at the lights that were gradually getting farther away. Her vision started to blur as tears

welled up in her eyes.

Just like her life, she could no longer go back again.

Yvette did not know if Lance was alive or dead, but she suddenly felt like laughing at her absurdity in

the past.

She was the Great Miss Quimbey who was an influential figure in the circle of high-society ladies.

Although she did not have many accomplishments in life, she had a great starting point, married Lance,

and had a lavish lifestyle.

However, at this moment, Yvette could feel that her good days were coming to an end.

Sean was like an abyss that desperately sucked her in, leaving her no chance to come out again.

Yvette fell on top of Sean because Sean's subordinate threw Yvette into the car.

Those subordinates sized Yvette up with a lecherous gaze as they thought to themselves, 'Sean might

give her to us after he's done playing with her...’

After all, those subordinates had never slept with a high-society lady before.

Although Yvette's chest was exposed, she no longer had any sense of shame.

She was trapped in the dark and had no mood to think about anything else at all.

She just zoned out as she sat there numbly.

Not long after the car drove away, Yvette suddenly saw an oncoming car.

It was a very familiar yellow car.

Yvette was stunned when she noticed it was Lance's mother, Fiona.

Fiona called them before, saying that she would not countdown to the New Year with them, but she

suddenly came over.

Yvette seemed to have seen a lifeboat and was about to lean on the car window to call for help when a

hand tightly covered her mouth from behind in the next second, preventing her from making any sound.

Her facial features were distorted. She wanted to knock on the window with every opportunity she had.

This was her last chance.

However, in the next second, Sean’s deep and stern voice rang in her ears like a voice from hell.

“If you dare to make a sound, I will kill her too. Yvette, don't provoke me."

He was capable of doing what he said he would do.

When Yvette heard this, her soul seemed to have left her body.

She immediately calmed down.

She bit her lip tightly and dared not make a sound, seemingly afraid that the slightest bit of noise would

bring danger to Fiona. Fiona was a gentle and kind person who loved her so much and did not mind all

her shortcomings.

Yvette could not hurt her mother-in-law.

With tears in her eyes, she watched as Fiona's car passed by her side.

Perhaps Fiona would arrive in time to save Lance!

Yvette was in extreme pain. On this New Year's Eve, she seemed to have opened the door to hell.

Sean, who had been silent beside her, finally said, "Yvette, I won't touch them as long as you behave.”

In the dark, Yvette heard Sean’s threat.

She quelled her trembling body and said," What gives you the right to do this to me, Sean?”

Sean chuckled. His voice was deep, and he dragged his tone.

"What gives me the right? That's because you don't know what happened to me during this time.

Yvette, I haven't seen you for over a year, but you never cared about me, huh?"

His hand was on hers.

His smile grew wider and more miserable when he felt her trembling hands.

They did not speak again along the way.

The car windows were covered with a black curtain, which made it impossible to see the outside. The

inside of the car could not be seen from the outside either.

When it was the new year, fireworks lit up the sky. Most people cheered and wished each other a

Happy New Year.

The stars twinkled, and the moon shone from up high.

There was not a single cloud in the sky.

The rise and fall of the fireworks made this such a beautiful scene.

At this very moment, Sean clenched Yvette's hand tightly and gently kissed her lips.

Yvette did not know if he was sincere or sarcastic when he said, "Happy New Year."