Chapter 15


    Chandler saw Jensone down alone and asked in puzzlement, "Where''s Helen?"


    "She''s gone back," he smiled yfully.


    Aware that Jenson was joking, Chandler asked more seriously, "Where is she?"


    As Jenson failed to fool Chandler, he could only tell the truth, "She went to the restroom."


    "We''ll wait for her here."


    Displeased, Jenson got in the car. After ying several games, he still didn''t see Helening


    down. He muttered subconsciously, "Why is Helen so slow?"


    Seeing that it was gettingte, Chandler began to worry. "Do you have her phone number?"


    "I thought that country bumpkin was so poor that she didn''t have a phone. Try to ask others."


    Chandler called the rest of his brothers, but no one knew how to contact her.


    So, he used all his connections to find Helen. A country bumpkin probably wouldn''t wander around


    in the city. He hoped nothing would happen to her.


    Uneasiness spread, and he began to worry about her. If something happened...


    "Didn''t I ask you to watch over her at school?"


    Jenson was startled by his sudden words. Chandler''s temper had never changed much. But today,


    he was angry.


    Sensing his brother''s anger, Jenson felt aggrieved. "How could I go to the female restroom with


    her?"


    Noticing that he was losing hisposure, Chandler said coldly, "I''ve sent people to look for her. I


    hope she only got lost."


    ...


    Helen had lost consciousness. When she woke up, she couldn''t see around and couldn''t speak. Her


    hands were tied, her eyes blindfolded, and something stuffed in her mouth.


    She was in an unknown ce that exuded a lifeless smell. Usually, no one came to this kind of


    ce.


    But she calmed down quickly. Fortunately, her phone was still in her shirt pocket. They probably


    didn''t expect that she had a mobile phone.


    At that moment, a vague female voice came from outside. "Deal with her well. After you seed, I''ll


    help you to go overseas."


    Helen still wondered when the door creaked open, apanied by several footsteps. As the wind


    blew in from outside, she felt a little cold.


    "Without looking at her face, she looks like a beauty from her figure," the man squatted down and


    tutted.


    Yvette mocked, "I didn''t expect you to like this ugly country bumpkin."


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    "Ms. Smith, I was just joking," he said in a ttering manner.


    Looking at the bundled Helen, she sneered. "This is your consequence of approaching Jenson!


    You''re not qualified to be with him!"


    Hearing the familiar voice, Helen realized that it was Yvette. Could it be that Yvette was jealous of


    her getting close to Jenson?


    Before Helen could react, a p hit her face, causing the thing stuffed in her mouth to fall out.


    "You''re not worthy of the scions of the Newtons!"


    She was caught off guard. Feeling the pain, she knew she had no time to think much. It was more


    important for her to escape.


    So, she pretended to be scared, but her hand secretly approached the phone in her shirt pocket.


    "What do you want?"


    "I want your life!" Yvette grabbed her chin hard and said fiercely.


    The man next to her was shocked. "When you asked me to help, she didn''t say you wanted to kill


    anyone!"


    "Just kidding. We just need to let her know what she shouldn''t covet!" Yvette smiled evilly.


    Then, Helen got kicked by Yvette. While falling, she used her strength to touch a button on her


    phone, sessfully sending out a call for help.


    Just kidding? This would not end well for them!