My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 358

007 had already begun to take action. 006 smiled and drove to the place where the young master was. He did not expect this mission to be completed so easily.

Slapped!

007 suddenly slapped Lisa and cursed, "B*tch, I knew you haven't completely fainted!"

Just now, after kissing Lisa a few times, she had suddenly opened her eyes angrily and took out a dagger to stab him.

However, 007 was certainly not a rookie if he was sent on a mission. He did not let his guard down when he was kissing, so he immediately grabbed Lisa's hand and snatched the dagger away.

His heavy slap almost knocked Lisa out.

006, who was driving the car, could not help but sigh, "Be gentle to her. Lisa is so beautiful and I like her face. Don't hurt her face."

"I know," 007 said smilingly.

He chuckled and unzipped her clothes. Lisa struggled fearfully and yelled, "What are you doing? Stop!"

She felt it when she was kissed just now. For so many years, she had never let any man approach her ever since she had given birth to Yvette, let alone let another man kiss her.

She was so ashamed that she forced herself to wake up, but she felt weak and could not fight back. Concurrently, her clothes were torn apart and she was extremely terrified!

She was going to be violated.

"What am I doing? Haha! Why did you take such good care of your skin? Why are you so beautiful? I like women like you. I have been thinking about you for the longest time when I was in the United States. Today..., hehe," 007 laughed and trailed off. He thought that this trip was really worth it.

It was true. He had followed and worked for Damon for a long time and he would occasionally see Lisa. He was indeed attracted by Lisa's arrogant temperament. An evil idea had occurred to him when he saw Lisa for the first time. It had been so many years and the idea was finally coming true.

Now, it was the day he would fulfill his desires!

On the other hand, Lisa was still conscious when 007 kissed her. She wanted to commit suicide but her hands were powerless. She felt like her body did not belong to her no matter how hard she tried to move. She burst into tears and desperately closed her eyes.

"Open your eyes, open your eyes..." 007 laughed frantically with 006, who was driving. 006 was admiring Lisa's despair looking through the rearview mirror.

Suddenly, 007 was surprised and yelled, "006, drive carefully. It'll be your turn later. Do you want us to die?"

The car had almost hit the vehicle on the opposite road just now. How could 007 not get angry?

006 continued driving awkwardly. Previously, he was busy admiring Lisa and did not notice that there was a car coming from the opposite side. It was dangerous to not pay attention, so he snapped back to his senses and sped up. Meanwhile, 007 stared at Lisa, who was hopeless, and continued to take off her clothes. Lisa's tears trickled down her cheeks silently. Horror and despair had completely drowned Lisa. This disgusting man was kissing her and he even wanted to... She wanted nothing more than to die.

......

"What did you say? Frieda had been in her room and hasn't come out yet?" Chuck asked. He had received a call from the manager of Hotel Luna.

The manager also felt very helpless. It was time to check out but Frieda did not even step out of her room. Therefore, the manager could only knock on the door but there was no response. Yet, she was sure that Frieda had been in the room all the time and she was worried that something might have happened to Frieda. Thus, she had used the hotel's system to open the door and noticed that Frieda was still lying on the bed with her clothes in disarray.

The manager was scared and she thought that Frieda was dead. The manager stretched out her hand and was relieved to find that Frieda was still breathing. The manager knew it from her experience that Frieda had been drugged and the drug was too powerful.

As a result, Frieda had not woke up after sleeping for the entire day.

"Yes, Young Master, what do you think we should do?" the manager of the hotel sighed. Why did such a young girl not take care of herself? She was not even properly dressed. How long had she been toyed with?

"Call the police to deal with it. Give her a cup of ginger tea if she wakes up," Chuck replied. He was too lazy to care about this kind of thing. Last night, Frieda must have been toyed by Aaron for a long time.

"Yes," the manager said and hung up the phone. Following that, the manager began to put on Frieda's clothes for her but Frieda was still deep in her slumber.

Throughout the whole process, Frieda did not respond. She was like a corpse except that she was still breathing.

When the manager was helping Frieda to put on her skirt, she suddenly spotted something and she was stunned. What was going on?

The manager was speechless as she helped Frieda back into her skirt and tried to restore her original appearance as much as possible. After that, the manager tidied Frieda up and even combed her hair to make her appear as if nothing had happened.

"Woo..." Frieda whined suddenly.

Her head hurts. She saw an unfamiliar woman when she opened her tired eyes and noticed that she was in an unfamiliar environment. She was confused and asked, "Who are you? Where am I?" © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Frieda was very vigilant. She tried to get up but she did not have much strength left. Thus, she started questioning, "Why does my head hurt so much? What did you do to me?"

Then, Frieda lowered her head and let out a sigh of relief when she saw that her clothes were still on her.

"What can a woman like me do to you? You fainted last night. And yes, it was our young master who asked us to send you here," the manager lied. If she told Frieda the truth, Frieda would probably not be able to withstand it and she might even commit suicide.

It was better to save her life rather than to let her die.

"Your young master? Where... where am I?" Frieda asked. She could not remember. She got into Aaron's car, right? Why was she here?

"You're at Hotel Luna." The manager continued, "The one who accompanied you yesterday seemed to have some matters to do and asked you to leave by yourself but shortly after that, you fainted."

"Oh, who is your young master?" Frieda asked. She believed what the manager said. After all, her clothes were all intact. However, she was unhappy that Aaron had left her alone and caused her to pass out. That j*rk!

Yet, she was very weak and it seemed like she was extremely exhausted. What was going on?

"Well, it's not convenient for me to talk about this. Please wait for a moment. Our young master told us to prepare ginger tea for you," the manager replied. Following that, she asked someone through the walkies-talkie to sent a cup of tea over. Soon after, a waiter came with ginger tea.

Frieda felt very hungry. She took a few sips of the ginger tea and felt that her strength had gradually returned. "Can you bring me some food?" she requested.

"Sure," the manager nodded and ordered the waiter to bring over some food. Frieda sat on the bed and asked again, "Who is your young master?"

Frieda was curious. Last night, she had snatched away his food but he still helped her. This young master was not bad, she thought to herself.

"Um, it's Young Master Cannon," the manager said but she could not add any details. After all, she could hear that Chuck's tone was unpleasant earlier and it was very likely that he did not like this woman.

"Young Master Cannon? Who is Young Master Cannon?" Frieda was puzzled as she muttered. She wanted to move her body but her legs were numb. After that, she looked down at her dress in confusion...

......

"Er, Betty, speed up. I sense that something is wrong," said Chuck. He didn't know what was going on, but his instinct told him something had happened and he felt uneasy. But of course, it wasn't

because of Frieda. Chuck couldn't care less about her. Instead, he was restless because of Yvette.

"Understood, Young Master," Betty said and stepped on the gas pedal.

Soon, they arrived at the parking lot of the housing area. Chuck was surprised because he saw people crowding over there. What had happened? Chuck opened the car door and quickly went out. Betty also hurriedly got out of the car. Chuck squeezed into the crowd and found a person lying on the ground.

Wasn't that Lisa's bodyguard?

"An anesthetic needle?" Betty said. She recognized it at a glance as she looked at the unconscious bodyguard.

"Find them, find them no matter where they are, check all the surveillance cameras!" Chuck ordered. His eyes were full of anger. If this bodyguard was lying here, it meant that Yvette and Lisa were drugged as well and taken away!

"Yes, Young Master, please rest assured that the result will definitely come out within three minutes!" Betty assured him and took out her mobile phone to make a call.

Chuck waited with bated breath. Yvette and Lisa must have been taken away by Damon. Where would they be?

After waiting for less than two minutes, Betty's mobile phone received a surveillance video. Betty watched it and said, "Young Master, get in the car. They have just left!"

Chuck was overjoyed and ran to the car. Betty's driving skills were great as she stepped on the accelerator and drifted out of with Chuck sitting in the car.

"Young Master, don't worry. They have anesthesia guns and they are driving Yvette's car. I have already locked the location of the car with satellite monitoring," Betty explained. She was speeding through vehicles and the needle on the dashboard was moving up at a shocking pace.

Soon after, Betty's eyes narrowed. She pointed to the car in front of her and said, "Young Master, Yvette and Lisa are in that car!"

"Crash it!!" Chuck commanded coldly.