The police captain had initially intended to arrest Janet, but Daniel said something to him. Then, the captain, as well as the other police cars, drove away from the scene.
Janet was shivering, and shrank in the Rolls-Royce car. She sighed and wondered why God was so unfair with her, and why the punishment had come so soon!
'Please, help!'
Calling for help was in vain, and then Janet was taken away by Daniel.
Without any words, Daniel drove her back to his own mansion, and threw her into an empty room at the third floor. He then locked the door and went away.
Was he gone?
Just like that? Without uttering not even a single word?
She seemed to hear the mansion's gates locking.
Janet was so anxious that she kept going around the room, not knowing what to do next. She was unable to contact anyone outside the mansion because her mobile phone was already taken away by Daniel; now she had only her handbag with her.
She checked if the windows were open, and they were, but she was at the third floor of the house, and it was a big jump! It was too high, and Janet didn't have the courage to jump out of the window.
But the longer she stayed here, the uneasier she became. So Janet eventually decided to escape through the window.
When she was looking for something in the room to make a rope out of, she heard some hammering noise coming from outside the windows.
She then saw a few people climbed on a ladder, and then opened a window, and said, "What are you guys doing there?"
"Placing security windows!" They threw out to her these three simple words and went on their business.
... Janet was shocked that Daniel had even thought of the windows. "No! Please, listen!"
Screaming, Janet tried to ask for help from the workers: "Sir, please, help me! I am being held hostage by an evil man!"
"Then why don't you ask the police to help you?"
This question dumbfounded Janet, 'Ask the police for help?' she thought. 'Wasn't she caught by the police in the first place?' "I haven't got a phone, " she said.
"Girl, I'll lend you my phone. Call the police." The worker handed his phone with pity.
Janet had no choice but to accept his phone. Then she started to brainstorm and searched for any phone numbers in her mind that were relevant to her current situation.
She wasn't willing to let her parents know about what had happened either, and she couldn't think of anyone else who could actually
When her sister ran away from the wedding, Autumn was forced to marry Charles.
His name had been linked to innumerable ladies.
He had different girlfriends for every day of a year.
Autumn had never thought that she would fall in love with him.
hem, "Hello, my name is Janet Shao, thank you very much for your help today!"
Janet shook hands with them one by one, and her loveliness and kindness left them a very good impression of her.
Seeing the looks on his fellow solder's eyes, Brian coughed, and said, "Let's leave and we'll talk more in the car."
Janet got in the military vehicle and sat in the passengers seat, while Brian drove the car himself.
Slowly, the car started to move forwards.
However, in just two minutes, a Rolls-Royce car stopped in the middle of the road, in front of the military vehicle.
Behind the Rolls-Royce, there were some Bentley cars, queuing to pass.
Brian stepped on the brake, and the two soldiers in the back furiously stared at the car in front of them: "What are they doing? Do they want to die?"
Janet now started to become more and more nervous.
Wasn't that Daniel's car?
Spark, who was driving, got out the Rolls-Royce and opened the back seat door. A man dressed in brown leather shoes got out of it.
He was dressed in a white, expensive casual shirt, emanating an outstanding aura of sublimity and dignity in his gracious movements.
He put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, stood in front of the military vehicle, and looked at the woman in the car with an icy-cold gaze.
As Daniel had got out of the car, the bodyguards in the Bentley cars also got out and stood orderly at each side of the car.
The pomp was great. Fortunately, they were in the Royal Mansions neighborhood, which was for the select members of society only, and so they didn't have to worry about other cars passing by.