Chapter 668
Outside the bedroom, the elderly traditional medicine practitioner started to panic because he could not
open the door. Time after time, he tugged at the door forcefully but soon left to find a tool to help him
following the countless failed attempts.
Rayna, hiding in a cab in the bedroom, carefully listened to the noise outside the door. When it
turned silent all of a sudden, she reached out to open the cab door, but her movement was cut
short by a shing sound outside the bedroom.
“Blood parasite, blood parasite...” The elderly traditional medicine practitioner kept repeating those
words non-stop. In his hands was a rusted axe from who knew where. He held it above his head and
struck it at the bedroom door.
Thud! Thud!
Rayna trembled in fear as the loud thudding continued. She did not even dare to make a sound.
Bang!
Just then, a gunshot reced the chopping sound. Next, the sound of the door unlocking through
fingerprint recognition could be heard, followed by rapid footsteps and the click of the light being
switched on.
“There''s no one here.” Voices of people conversing could be hearding from outside the cab.
Rayna listened carefully to try and identify them. However, she did not hear Jensen''s voice; they all
sounded like strangers.
After some time, a man''s maic voice traveled to her ears. “Look again. Check the cab and
under the bed thoroughly.”
Finding the man''s voice very familiar, Rayna tried to recall where she had heard him before, but
nothing came to mind.
“Boss, we''ve searched the bathroom, under the bed, the cab in the bedroom, the balcony, and the
walk-in closet. There''s no one here,” reported a subordinate standing behind the man. “Could it be that
she was taken away before this?”
Upon hearing that, the man held up a hand and stopped the subordinate from continuing.
Deep in thought, the man paced back and forth in the living room. He slowly closed his eyes and
calmed down to catch any possible soundsing from the ce, including breathing sounds.
Secondster, the man''s lips quirked upward, and he made his way toward the bookcase inside the
bedroom. His subordinate watched him curiously.
The man stood in front of the bookcase. After inspecting it from head to toe, he discovered that a book
had fallen to the ground at the left of the cab, so he bent down to pick it up. Then, he looked around
the bookcase for some time until he spotted that the book''s original spot was protruding a little. Once
he slotted the book back, the part of the bookcase which was against the wall rotated before merging
with the wall again.
The other men gaped at the scene unfolding before their eyes in stupefaction.
The bookcase door had turned around to reveal a small corner that formed a perfect semi-circle with
the bookcase. It looked like a ce that was usually used for storage. However, at that moment, a
trembling figure was curled up on the floor of the small area.
The man slowly crouched down and held out a hand, wanting to touch the shoulder of the curled-up
figure. “Are you all right?”
Rayna turned ghastly pale when she heard the clear voice of the man. Immediately, she shuffled
backward to bury herself further into the tight corner.
“Hey, don''t be afraid. You''re safe now.” The man''s voice was gentle and soothing as he tried to touch
her again. “You''re safe now, Belle.”
Rayna was taken aback by that term of address. Slowly, she lifted her head from between her legs and
asked, “W-Who are you?”
The man''s voice and tone reminded her too much of a certain someone.
“How do you know my original name?” she questioned.
There were very few people who would call her “Belle.” It was usually Jefferson that called her as such.
The others would call her Rayna.
“Come. Give me your hand,” the man coaxed. “Let''s get out of here first, okay?”
Rayna was unsure whether she should trust the man in front of her. However, his tone of voice
somehow was able to calm her down.
She slowly extended her arm. At that sight, the man crinkled his eyes in a smile and grabbed her hand
before pulling her out of the tight spot. He took off his coat and wrapped it around her, then carried her
out of the corner.
“Boss.” Upon seeing his actions, his subordinate hurried over.
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With Rayna in his arms, the man strode to the doorway, where he looked at the elderly traditional
medicine practitioner lying in a puddle of his own blood and ordered coldly, “Clean this up.”
“Understood.” The subordinates hastened to carry the dead elderly traditional medicine practitioner
down the stairs.
Walking behind them, the man carried Rayna downstairs. As they arrived at the living room, pain
coursed through her body, and she eximed, “Ouch! It hurts.”
At her cries, the man narrowed his eyes and swept his sharp gaze across the shards on the floor. It
was not until he saw the remnant of a leaf in a vessel that he quickly carried Rayna out of the living
room and toward the car parked in the courtyard in big strides.
The moment they arrived at the courtyard, police sirens resonated across the area, and behind those
police cars were a few ck cars speeding toward them.
The leading ck car was the first to enter the courtyard. It came to a sudden stop, and a tall man
wearing a ck coat got out of it. When his gaze fell onto Rayna in that man''s arms, a touch of
murderous intent flitted across his eyes.
“Rayna!” he called out to her gently.
Rayna tilted her head in the direction of his voice. Although she could not see anything, she could
distinctly sense where he was. “Curtis.”
“Could you put me down, please?” she said to the man carrying her. “My husband is here.”
The man''s first response was to tighten his grip around her, but he eventually let go and bent down to
ce her on the floor, adjusting the coat he had put on her at the same time. After doing all that, he
stepped aside.
Rayna could keenly sense that the man had moved slightly further away from her. “Thanks,” she said
softly.
The instant her feet touched the ground, she felt as though hundreds of insects were biting on them.
The agonizing pain caused the color to drain from her face. Just as she steeled herself to take a step
toward Curtis, he strode forward to wrap her in his embrace. “What''s wrong? Are you hurt?”
Staring at her pale face, Curtis grew evidently worried. He grabbed her waist and scooped her up in his
arms. Before he could leave with her, the man behind them exhorted Rayna, “Remember to eat the
medicine I gave you.”
That had Curtis stopping in his tracks. He tilted his body slightly to look at the man, then carried Rayna
into the car.
Frences, who had gotten out of the car behind Curtis, immediately returned to the driver''s seat. Without
wasting another second, he started the car and sped off, leaving that ce immediately.
Meanwhile, a man got out of the police car parked in the courtyard and made his way toward the man
who had rescued Rayna. “Will youe with us willingly, or do I have to cuff you?”
Thetter cast an indifferent nce at the man, who was dressed in a police uniform, before his lips
curved into a smile. “Long time no see, Hunter.”
In response, the man whom he had referred to as Hunter narrowed his eyes, then shifted his gaze to
the few people behind him. With a wave of his hand, he motioned his subordinates to arrest those
people.
In response, those few men who were carrying the elderly traditional medicine practitioner''s body
nced at their superior. “Boss, what should we do about this?”
Thetter did not have too big of a reaction to Hunter''s actions. cing his hands in his pants pockets,
he said, “Officer Olsen just wants to invite us to the police station to record a statement. It''s not a big
deal.”
At his remark, Hunter raised his eyebrow and reached up to massage his temples. He then ordered the
man and thetter''s subordinates, “Let''s go.”