Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Chapter 681 - 690

Chapter 681: Handing over the Ransom in Advance

The car continued to drive along the uneven, rocky roads on the mountains and Wen Xinya lied in the trunk of the car. The pitch darkness was just like her emotions. She felt as if she had fallen off a cliff and was about to plunge into Hell.

She felt like her death was near.

She continued to push herself through the jerky ride helplessly. Feeling incredibly helpless, her tears began to fall and seeped through the hairs on her sideburns.

Although she had no idea how long she had been abducted for, she felt utterly dejected and hopeless. The pain in her body debilitated her and she felt numb from head to toe. She wished that she could just pass out. However, she felt a sudden dash of hope and remained sober.

“Si Yiyan!” she murmured the name of the man whom she loved the most. She felt frail, weak, powerless and hopeless.

Si Yiyan, why aren’t you here to save me yet… I’m so afraid that I won’t be able to persist on. No… I’m already not going to make it…

Wen Xinya began sobbing miserably, agonized and aggrieved like a timid child trying her best to suppress her crying.

Si Yiyan, I’m in so much pain! My head hurts, my hands hurt and so do my feet. I’m aching all over. Aren’t you afraid of letting me get hurt? Why didn’t you come and save me sooner?

Wen Xinya felt extremely aggrieved at the thought of Si Yiyan, and she was consumed by an indescribable pain.

Si Yiyan! If you still don’t come and save me, you might lose me forever!

Wen Xinya drowned in feelings of frailty and the car finally came to a halt a long while later.

“Bring her down,” the cold and cruel voice sounded in the darkness of the night.

Wen Xinya instantly got the goosebumps.

In the dark, she began to hear heavy footsteps approaching her, after which the trunk was opened and she was again carried out of the trunk.

Wen Xinya was covered in injuries from head to toe, with the wounds on her head being the most severe. The men were rough and manhandled her, causing her to be overwhelmed with excruciating pain. She grimaced while her blood rushed to her head when she was suspended upside down, causing her to feel giddy.

The cold and humid air in the night made her shiver. However, she dared not move at all and pretended to be unconscious.

Feigning unconscious would be more advantageous for her in such a situation.

She then felt like she was being carried into a pitch-black room.

The man in black who was carrying her flung her onto the ground forcefully.

Despite the overbearing pain, she dared not make a single sound. She began to slip into a daze and bit down on her own tongue to keep herself awake.

“Bitch, are you playing dead!?!” The man then kicked her forcefully.

Wen Xinya bore with the pain and remained still.

The door was then opened with a creak and she heard it being locked. She could hear the sounds of an ongoing conversation coming from outside. However, she could not hear clearly because of how soft they were.

No. 3 glared at the room and spat on the ground. “Once I get the ransom, I’ll make sure she dies.”

The man in gray glanced at No. 3 before turning to look at the man in black. “How’s the woman?”