One Night Surprise Chapter 393
Chapter 393 My Name’s Not Belle
If the wedding hadn’t been canceled, Courtney would’ve been the Duncan Family’s daughter-inw
and Oliver’s sister-inw. Since the leader of the drug dealing ring wanted to avenge his sworn
brothers who had been sentenced to death, the first person he went to would be someone from the
Duncan Family. On the one hand, this was because the drug dealing ring was exposed because of
James; on the other hand, they had probably found out the identities and backgrounds of those
students long ago.
They had probably been breathing down the necks of everyone in the Duncan Family for a long time,
though they couldn’ty their hands on the Duncans because the Duncans were almost always
surrounded by bodyguards whenever they went out. On the other hand, Courtney had Elijah to protect
her. The only time she was alone was when she finished drinking coffee with Alexander at the cafe this
afternoon.
At the thought of this, Alexander slowly turned pale, and his face broke out in a cold sweat. “We must
go back to the police department.”
“No, we can’t.” Gale pressed the man’s cold hands down. “Oliver said that those drug dealers are all
cold-blooded monsters. If we call the police, the police will search every ind in the middle of the river
right away. We don’t know their location, and they might kill Courtney first if they’re alerted.”
When Alexander heard the word ‘kill,’ his brow furrowed, and there was a look of panic and hesitation
in his eyes.
Just then, Gale added, “Let’s head back first. Oliver said he’s got a way.”
Speechless, Alexander had no choice but toply.
…
Meanwhile, a small boat had just reached the shore of Riverark Ind, an ind located in the middle
of the river. Two men, one stout and one skinny, dragged a gunnysack out of the boat. The stout man
carried the gunnysack on his shoulder, whereas the skinny man hid the boat in the reed marshes by
the shore. Then, they went deep into the jungle, one after another.
The stout man seemed to be tired of carrying the gunnysack. Heined in a deep, gruff voice,
“What’s the matter with Dragon these days? He told us to look out and stay on the ind as much as
possible because the situation’s been tense these days, so why did he get one woman after another
back to the ind?”
The skinny man next to him helped him lift the gunnysack a little while giving it a p with a lecherous
expression. “Well, isn’t that because he’s worried that we might have trouble with our desires in this
godforsaken ce? After all, we couldn’t be staying on the ind by ourselves without the presence of
women, or our lives would’ve been f*cking boring. And besides, I didn’t get to go back to my hometown
during the holiday this year.”
“That’s wrong. Haven’t we already sent Britney’s cousin here?”
“There are 26 of us on the ind. Do you think that woman can handle all of us by herself? Britney
cares about her, after all.”
“She cares about her? Really?” The stout man let out a sneer. “If Britney really cared about her, I don’t
think she would have her brought here as a prostitute. Do you think I’m blind to what you guys have
done to her?”
The skinny man smiled in embarrassment at the mention of this. “What’s wrong with you, Fatso?
People in our trade have no scruples and don’t give a f*ck about killing people, yet you’re the only one
on this ind who keeps avoiding the pleasure like the gue. It’s already been three years since your
wife passed away. Why so insistent on staying celibate?”
Fatso’s eyes suddenly darkened as they darted to the skinny man with a fierce re.
Frightened, the skinny man trembled with fear while spluttering, “T-That’s not what I meant, Fatso…”
Just then, they heard a scuffling noise in the distance. The beam of a shlight shone right on their
faces, ending the awkward standoff at once. “Oh, Fatso and Lil’ Mackaque! You two are back, huh?” A
familiar voice sounded from the jungle; it was one of their ring members who was on patrol today.
“Thanks for the hard work. Dragon’s been waiting for quite a while, so let’s have dinner together, shall
we?”
“Okay,” chorused Fatso and Lil’ Mackaque. They followed the person into the jungle as if they had
forgotten their verbal exchange just now.
“What about this woman?”
“Just lock her up in the cabin on the east side with that woman. They’re of the same use, anyway.”
A man let out an obscene chuckle. “More people are gonna be able to go in at a time from now on.”
Fatso opened the door to the cabin on the east side right away as he didn’t bother to listen.
The instant the door opened, a dark silhouette in the corner cowered with a start and hid under the
covers, leaving only a pair of eyes that stared up at Fatso in horror.
Fatso frowned and put the gunnysack on the ground in the cabin. Before he left, he said in a quiet
voice, as if because he couldn’t bear the sight of the scene, “They’re gonna be having drinkster
tonight. Be submissive, or you might suffer.”
Upon hearing this, the figure in the corner began shaking like a leaf. Then, it started to gasp for breath
desperately, as if it recalled something horrifying.
With that, Fatso shut the door with a bang and padlocked it from the outside, and the room became
dark at once.
A little while after that, the gunnysack on the ground moved a little.
Courtney was awakened by the icy coldness of the floor. When she came to her senses, she found
herself wrapped in a gunnysack. After struggling for a long time, she poked her head out of the
gunnysack, only to scream out of fright with her face as pale as death. There was a face staring at her
from above, and it was pale enough to make her flesh creep.
“Shh…” The deathly pale face hushed Courtney by putting its right index finger to its lips. Then, it
crouched down beside her and started to untie the rope binding her.
Courtney slowly regained herposure. As moonlight shone in through the window, she plucked up
the courage to turn sideways and stare at the person’s face for a long time. Then, she asked in a
whisper, “Belle? Is that you?” She recognized the woman as the one who had deceived Alexander by
passing herself off as Jordan’s biological mother. Even though Belle wasn’t the woman’s real name, it
was the only name Courtney could think of at the time.
The woman’s expression changed. Suddenly, she knitted her brows. “My name’s not Belle.” Then, after
a moment’s pause, she continued in a low voice, “My name’s Poppy.”
Courtney was startled for a moment. After all the ropes binding her were untied, she ventured by
asking, “Did you kidnap me to this ce? Are you doing this for money or something?”
“Do you honestly think I’m capable of that?” Poppy’s expression was somewhat strained. After untying
the ropes, she got up, got back to the bedside, and sat down while studying Courtney. Then, she
mumbled, “Just resign yourself to your fate now that you’re here.”
“Resign myself to what?”
The look in Poppy’s eyes suddenly became creepy. “Neither you nor I can open the door day or night,
but they can do so whenever they want.”
Courtney didn’t understand what she meant, though. She looked at the little door behind her with a
frown, asking, “What do you mean by that?” She had yet to figure out who her kidnappers were and
whose hatred she had incurred. And besides, why is this woman who passed herself off as Belle being
here as well? It seems like her life’s been quite miserable, she thought.
However, Poppy’s smile grew more and more sinister. “You’ll find out about it tonight.”
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After sizing Poppy up for a long time, Courtney stopped asking her questions, thinking that she seemed
to have a screw loose. She pulled at the door, only to find that it was locked from the outside. The
window was sealed shut from the outside, allowing only a minuscule amount of light to pass through,
and there wasn’t amp in the room.
Through the window, Courtney saw a small two-storey building catty-cornered from here. The building
was lit, and the men’s crudeughter could be heard from there.
A desert ind, a woman, and a bunch of men… Courtney soon realized what Poppy had suffered.
Recalling what Alexander had previously told her about Poppy being a cousin of Britney, she
immediately picked up some clues. She asked, “How did you get kidnapped to this ce?”