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Chapter 1057 Make It Look Real
As Azalea spoke, she deliberately tore her skirt, leaving it in tatters, before messing up her hair.
Cameron's face was grim as he watched her, and his eyes were dark whirlpools. "You two, keep an eye out," he
instructed his men.
After saying that, he grabbed Azalea by the arm and dragged her inside to tightly tie her hands and feet with a
rope.
"Be gentler, Cameron!" Azalea exclaimed in pain from the man's tight grip. "Are you really trying to choke me to
death?"
Cameron's face remained stoic as he replied, "How can we deceive Eugene if we don't make it look real?"
Azalea couldn't help thinking that his words made sense. "Alright, then. You and the boys can leave later."
"Won't we let the cat out of the bag if we went away?"
"But you guys are no match for Eugene," she stated. "Won't we be exposed even more if he caught you guys?"
"To put on a convincing act, princess, we must go all the way. I'm a kidnapper from now on. Whatever I do is to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtmake this performance more authentic. It'll also make Eugene more concerned about you, understand?"
Even though Azalea was still somewhat puzzled, she blankly nodded.
She was more bewildered than ever when Cameron slapped her across the face the next moment.
She had always known his ruthlessness.
He also didn't hold back when he slapped her in the restaurant last time, and like what he said, it hurt Eugene to
see her get hit.
So, this time, she remained silent and endured the pain.
But just as Azalea was beginning to recover, Cameron struck her with an even stronger slap. She could even taste a
metallic saltiness in her mouth this time.
Before she could even make a sound, he forcefully pushed her to the ground.
Her hands were tied behind her back and her feet were bound with a rope. One could only imagine the state she
was in when she fell.
Startled, she let out a cry and instinctively turned her head. Even though she managed to protect her face, she
ended up hitting her head on the ground with a loud thud.
She was a mess, and her ears were buzzing when she fell. At this moment, she couldn't tell whether the man
before her was an ally or truly a kidnapper.
How can he be so cruel to me?
The two lookouts glanced in their direction at the commotion. They didn't intervene, but one of them spoke up.
"That should do it, Cameron. The princess is delicate. We will be on the losing end if something serious happens to
her from all this."
Cameron's eyes narrowed when he looked at the pained Azalea, but his voice remained indifferent as ever. "You
should know better. The more miserable the princess is, the more Eugene will pity her. Perhaps she might even end
up living in his house because of this."
Although Azalea was in pain, she thought that what Cameron said about her possibly moving in with Eugene didn't
sound too bad.
Little did she know that this was only the beginning…
After saying that, Cameron turned to the other two and suggested, "I know you can't bear watching me do this, so
go outside and keep an eye out. See if Eugene is alone or if there is an ambush. Most importantly, make sure our
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmescape route is clear. Leave this to me."
The other two didn't say much upon hearing that. Even if they felt Cameron was going too far, they had no right to
speak up. After all, Cameron was the bodyguard whom Azalea favored the most. They had to follow his orders.
What did it matter if he was right or wrong?
All they had to do was obey him.
With that, the two of them tacitly walked out of there.
Only then did Cameron stroll over to Azalea and look down at her from above.
Azalea's head was spinning at this point. She kept repeating, "Alright. This is enough."
Suddenly, Cameron sneered, "You sure are delighted that he has come to save you."
Azalea frowned and looked at him skeptically. "What do you mean?"
Cameron then crouched down to grab her and drag her inside. The few standing plastic barrels outside happened
to create a secluded space for them.
There were some discarded cardboard boxes piled up inside that Cameron threw her onto.
"Now tell me, why are you such a sl*t? He doesn't even like you. Yet, you insist on throwing yourself at him. Look at
how you started smiling the moment he arrived. You looked downright cheap."
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