CHAPTER 124: CHAPTER 124: WHERE DID NATHANIEL GALLAGHER TAKE HER?

"...Julian Grant, we are really not suitable for each other, and besides, I have been married before. You can find a better girl..."

Julian Grant interrupted her, his eyes deepening in intensity as he breathed closer to her, "I just want to ask you, do you hate me?"

Josephine Thompson’s eyes flickered as she whispered, "...I don’t hate you."

Hearing this, Julian suddenly relaxed and smiled, "Then that’s all right. Everything else is not a problem."

"Josephine, everything from the past can be annulled. I want to pursue you again. I will prove to you with my sincerity that I can be a good husband."

"..." Josephine’s heart thumped wildly, a mixture of emotions flooding through her.

"Right now, I just want a chance to pursue you, can I?"

"Julian Grant, are you really serious?"

"I swear to the heavens, if I am insincere, may I die a terrible death, struck down by lightning."

Josephine hurriedly covered his mouth, "Enough, don’t say any more."

"Haha, does that mean you agree?"

"I..." Josephine’s mind went blank; she couldn’t think of a way to refuse him.

A moment passed.

Julian took a step back, "We can try dating, and if it doesn’t work out, we can just go back to being friends!"

"Let me think about it."

"Okay, I’ll give you one night to consider."

"All right, it’s too late, you should go back soon."

"Okay, make sure to give me an answer tomorrow."

Josephine nodded, feeling conflicted, "Okay."

"Driver, let’s go..."

"Yes, miss." The driver responded and immediately got in the car.

Twenty minutes later.

They arrived at the hotel.

"Get some rest early."

Julian got off the car and put a ring on her finger, "Josephine, if you accept me, then this is an engagement ring. If you don’t accept me, then it’s a Christmas gift."

"No, this is too expensive, I can’t accept it!" Josephine immediately tried to take off the ring.

Julian forcefully held her hand, then kissed her hand, "Just wear it obediently."

Their eyes met.

His handsome and noble features overflowed with affection and anticipation. It seemed that if she refused, he would be extremely hurt.

Josephine’s heart tightened, yet she obediently accepted it.

"...Well then, let me give you a gift in return!"

"No need."

"It’s only fair. I’ll pick out something for you when I get back."

Unable to argue with her, Julian could only agree, "Haha, all right then!"

"Good night, get some sleep!"

"Be careful on the way back, give me a call when you get home."

"Hmm, okay!"

She closed the car window.

The driver started the car and headed towards the old estate.

Behind the car, followed the bodyguard’s vehicle.

Ten minutes later.

The car drove onto the mountain road leading to the villa on Mount Belair.

She had come out tonight.

She originally intended to quietly meet with Jamila Jacobs and the others, so she only brought one driver and three bodyguards.

But never expected, Julian Grant would pull such a big move.

"I need to wrap up things here quickly, I must leave by the day after tomorrow at the latest, cannot linger for long..."

Josephine felt uneasy.

"Screech--"

The driver slammed on the brakes, and the car stopped just in time. The huge inertia sent Josephine lurching forward, then she was held back by the seatbelt.

"Uh—, what’s happening?" Josephine asked in a panic.

The driver, also in shock, broke out in a cold sweat, "Miss, it seems like we hit something."

"What did we hit?"

"It was a living creature, let me get out and take a look."

The bodyguards from the car behind also stopped and got out first to inspect.

However.

Just as the three got out of the car.

A large group of men in black suits appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

The three bodyguards were startled and hastily drew their batons, "Who are you?"

Andy, with several others, stepped forward, "Don’t move, we’re on the same side!"

A mass of bodyguards surrounded the three.

The opponents were numerous and armed, the three dared not resist.

Seeing this, Josephine felt a foreboding growing, "Driver, drive, quickly."

"Oh, oh..."

"Screech!"

A black car sped over, stopping directly in front of her vehicle.

Then.

Two beams of car lights shone from behind, a Maybach drove up.

The car stopped.

A bodyguard immediately stepped forward to open the car door respectfully.

The door opened, revealing a tall and burly figure stepping out of the car.

Even against the light, with the face obscured.

Josephine recognized it was Nathaniel Gallagher.

"Ah... drive, hurry..."

"Bang!"

The car window shattered in response.

A large hand reached in like a claw.

"Ah—"

"Nathaniel Gallagher, what are you doing? Stop it!"

"Bang!" The car door was forcibly opened.

Her panic couldn’t stop the devil’s intrusion.

Nathaniel’s face was frighteningly cold as he leaned halfway into the car. His large hand grabbed her collar, pulling her out like a chick.

"Nathaniel Gallagher, let me go, what are you trying to do?"

"Ah—, let go—"

Nathaniel trapped her under his arm, forcibly taking her to the Maybach.

"Get out of the car!"

The driver immediately got out, "Yes, President Gallagher."

Nathaniel Gallagher directly took the driver’s seat, slamming the accelerator to the floor.

"Vroom vroom vroom!"

The car’s massive 16-cylinder engine roared like an angry beast.

"Ah—" Josephine Thompson was violently thrown against the car door, the impact causing her bones to ache.

"Stop the car, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Nathaniel Gallagher’s face was dark, and he stayed silent, just driving towards the mountaintop.

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

The car sped along.

At almost every turn, the car’s front end drifted.

On the winding mountain road, driving at such high speed in the pitch-dark night was extremely dangerous.

Josephine Thompson clutched the safety handle tightly, "Nathaniel, stop immediately. If you don’t want to live, don’t drag me down with you, ah—"

Nathaniel ignored her and the speed only increased. The mountain road rose higher and higher in elevation.

A slight misstep.

And the car could crash into the cliff.

The road narrowed, and Josephine’s face turned pale with fear, too afraid to curse him further.

She feared a momentary distraction might lead to both their deaths.

Half an hour later.

The car reached the mountaintop.

He finally brought the car to a stop.

Once the headlights turned off, darkness surrounded them like ink.

Only the sparse lights below the mountain glimmered.

The car’s interior turned eerily quiet, with only his heavy breathing breaking the silence.

Josephine didn’t dare speak, paralyzed with fear.

After a while.

Seeing no reaction from him, Josephine quietly reached for the car door, attempting to escape.

Unfortunately, the door was locked, and she couldn’t get away.

The next second.

A large hand reached over, pulling her to the driver’s seat.

"Ugh—"

"Nathaniel, don’t touch me again, mmm..."

Her terrified shout was muffled, leaving her unable to resist.

Nathaniel Gallagher was a truly terrifying man.

His terror wasn’t rooted in violence, nor did he use fists to make you submit.

Instead...

This kind of man was genuinely despicable and utterly vile. He was like a demon with boundless power and skilled in beguiling hearts. He would gradually eat away at your consciousness and toy with you, letting him do whatever he wished.

No matter how much you hated him, how much you resisted.

No matter how strong-willed you were.

Once tangled up in his web, escape was impossible.

He was incredibly experienced.

And... his natural male hormones were overwhelmingly powerful, unmatched by ordinary men. He was naturally a nemesis for women.

He always had ways and patience to ignite your subconscious desires, making you like an addict, captured. He took over, dragging you into the abyss time and again.

One hour later.

Josephine was barely conscious, "Nathaniel, you’re a bastard—"

Exhausted, she managed to curse him one last time before losing consciousness.

She was on the brink of death.

Yet the demon’s slaughter didn’t stop, "Josephine, must you provoke me to feel satisfied?"

...

In the hotel.

Julian Grant had waited an hour without receiving Josephine’s reply.

Staring at the input box, he repeatedly deleted and retyped. Finally, he hit send: "Josephine, did you get home safely? Don’t overwork yourself, looking forward to your answer tomorrow."

Time ticked by, with no response in sight.

Julian rubbed the edge of his phone, gazing at the moon outside, feeling uneasy.

"Beep beep beep..."

"Hello, the number you dialed is currently unavailable..."

At two in the morning.

Julian suddenly sat up from the couch, focusing on his silent phone, his throat moving.

"Something must have happened to Josephine."

He grabbed his clothes and rushed out the door.

The night wind, cold and biting against his face, couldn’t match the burning anxiety in his heart.

All the way, he kept dialing Josephine’s phone. The receiver only returned a cold busy tone, forcefully cutting off his connection to her.

Exiting the hotel, he immediately dialed Josephine’s driver.

Still, no one answered.

Julian couldn’t afford to delay and flagged down a taxi, pulling the driver out, "I need to borrow your car."

After speaking, he took off his watch and gave it to the driver.

"Vroom!"

With a hit on the gas pedal, he sped off.

The taxi driver was bewildered, staring at the Patek Philippe watch in his hand, "What brand of watch is this?"

"Does he think one watch is enough to take my car? Oh no, it’s a robbery, a robbery!"

The car sped along the mountain road.

Julian anxiously headed for the Thompson Estate.

Half an hour later.

He quickly reached the Thompson Estate.

"Has Josephine returned?"

The Thompson family’s butler was also awakened, startled to see Julian arrive so late, "Young Master Grant, Miss hasn’t returned yet."

Hearing this, Julian felt even more panicked, "Oh no, something’s definitely happened to Josephine. Quickly, gather people and help me find her."

"Young Master Grant, don’t be anxious yet, Miss might have gone somewhere else. Let me call her driver."

"There’s no need to call, the driver’s phone is unreachable. Josephine must have been taken by Nathaniel Gallagher."

The butler heard this, also visibly anxious, "President... President Gallagher took Miss away? That... that shouldn’t be a problem!"

After all, Nathaniel Gallagher used to be Josephine’s husband.

And the two were in a very loving and harmonious relationship.

Even though they’re divorced now.

But with young people, reconciliation can happen just like that!