Chapter 603: Take Your Filthy Hands Off

The lady boss was anxious, and in the end, she directly chose to call the police.

"Hello, is this 110? Hi, I want to report a hijacking incident that happened at the back gate of Stellerton First High. A girl who came to my fruit store to buy something was suddenly snatched away by an unlicensed Volkswagen car right after she paid. I didn’t have time to chase after them. Could you please investigate this as soon as possible?"

The lady boss thought of Cecilia Vaughn’s naturally charming face, which intensified her anxiety.

Even if Cecilia Vaughn hadn’t given her those extra bucks, the lady boss wouldn’t bear to see such a beautiful and kind-hearted girl being abducted in broad daylight.

If it were really like in the TV dramas, where afterwards she might be sold to the mountains, or due to her pretty looks be sold to some disreputable night clubs to be forced into selling her body, just the thought made the lady boss feel chills.

The police station quickly reassured the lady boss to stay calm, asking her to report the specific time and place, and said they would send officers promptly.

"Ma’am, do you still remember the girl’s appearance and name?"

"How could I know so much? She was just a girl I met for the first time, I didn’t even have time to ask her name. As for her appearance, she was exceptionally beautiful. If she stood among a crowd, you’d spot her immediately."

"Oh, right, she was wearing a white down jacket today, with long black hair. Her features were very clean and delicate, ah, I’m struggling to describe her, could you check the nearby surveillance cameras?"

"Okay, we’re on our way, don’t worry."

...

After hanging up the phone, the lady boss felt a wave of panic. Initially, reporting was out of righteous indignation, but after hanging up, she worried if this would have repercussions on her.

It wasn’t selfishness, but everyone has to look out for themselves.

Thinking it over, the lady boss decided to lock the door from the inside and put up a sign outside indicating the store was closed.

She originally thought of going to Stellerton First High to find Cecilia Vaughn’s brother, but in the vast crowd, who knew which one was Cecilia Vaughn’s brother?

The other party did mention the brother was a busy high school senior, but that information was like a needle in a haystack.

The lady boss thought over and over but didn’t go to the school to report. Firstly, she became more timid after reporting to the police, fearing retaliation if she stepped outside. Secondly, she was worried this event might cause panic among the high school seniors, and indeed the whole school, as human traffickers often target lone girls.

Many of the female students here may not be as good-looking as Cecilia Vaughn, but being young and naïve, they could develop a fear after each night class. What if they became terrified?

The responsibility was something the lady boss couldn’t bear.

She thought that once the police got involved, Stellerton First High would certainly get the news and strengthen the school’s security.

At the very least, they should fix the surveillance at this intersection!

Don’t treat it as a negligible issue just because it’s the back gate!

In case something like today happens, how distressing would that be!

...

The lady boss firmly believed Cecilia Vaughn had been kidnapped because of her beauty, unaware that the truth was slightly different than she imagined...

Cecilia Vaughn was walking along the roadside, nearing the school’s back gate, and thus let her guard down, when someone sprayed something from behind.

She hadn’t even had time to resist before she felt dizzy and lost control of her body.

The event occurred so quickly, it was like a flash of light; Cecilia Vaughn was dragged into the car.

Once she was in the car, seemingly to prevent Cecilia Vaughn from seeing their faces, they immediately covered her eyes with a black opaque bag.

Cecilia Vaughn had a terrible headache, as if thousands of tiny bugs were biting her brain.

But if she couldn’t manage to stay conscious, here she’d be like meat on a chopping board; she clenched her teeth, tasting blood in her mouth, and struggled to lean back against the seat cushion.

Her movement was light, trying to ease her posture to be less uncomfortable. Her hands were tied with knots, unable to move, but they hadn’t taped her mouth, probably assuming she was "asleep".

With her eyes closed, Cecilia Vaughn feigned sleep while actually biting her lip hard, making the metallic taste stronger.

At this moment, someone in the front seat seemed to turn around and look at Cecilia Vaughn with a sinister gaze.

Although Cecilia Vaughn had a black bag over her face, that lewd glance made her skin crawl.

"Boss, this young girl not only has soft skin and tender features, but she’s also even prettier than TV stars! That skin, that figure, that face, oh my, she’s remarkable! I had plans to book the top girl at Elysian Fields All-Nighter City, but now she seems ten times better than that."

"Tsk, have you seen TV stars? Stop daydreaming; seriously work on unlocking her phone."

"Ah, boss, why are you acting so proper? Haven’t we taken advantage of hostages enough before now? Why not just make a move on this girl first? And you tell me not to grope; you’re such a hypocrite!"

"Second Forrest, don’t mess around; is this woman someone you can provoke? We should quickly crack her phone password and then hand her over to that old woman. If we have any mishaps later, no one will link it back to us. Once we get the money, we can slip away."

"Eh? Boss, don’t be so morally upright. I just want to stroke a couple of times, touch her chest or legs a bit. I’m not going all the way, surely it’s okay to indulge a bit with such an exquisite thing! To just look and not touch is such a waste!"

...

Hearing their conversation, Cecilia Vaughn’s skin crawled once more.

She cursed herself for not being like Adrian Law, who grew up exposed to drugs and developed a resistance to mind-altering substances.

If she really got touched by their filthy hands, even if it didn’t reach the final step, she’d still wish nothing but death for them.

Perhaps because of being in such a desperate and furious state, her mind actually became clearer despite her body being unresponsive.

Who was the "old woman" they mentioned?!

Cecilia Vaughn was sure she had many enemies, including Rosalind White and Fiona Vaughn, who would be thrilled to see her gone.

But someone called an old woman... well, Fiona Vaughn’s mother, Florence Warner, could be considered a mature beauty, although she’s in prison, and no matter how resourceful Fiona is, she couldn’t possibly get Florence out to harm her, could she?

Then, who could it be?!

...

Just as Cecilia Vaughn felt uneasy, the car came to a sudden stop...