Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love

Chapter 84

“Boss, the car is still on Springfield Road…” one of the men announced excitedly, his voice breaking the tense silence.

Elvis leaned forward and had his eyes fix

fixed on the screen where the red Ferrari sped along Springfield Road.

“Check all the routes from Springfield Road and find a way to intercept it,” he commanded coldly.

As a sports car, the Ferrari’s high speed made the task even more challenging.

Suddenly, Juliet’s phone rang.

It was from Sylvia. She must be concerned since Mikayla hadn’t returned and wasn’t answering calls. That must be why she called Juliet.

Stepping out, Juliet answered cautiously, assuring Sylvia that Mikayla was with her and her phone had gone out of battery. She told Sylvia that Mikayla would stay the night with her, easing her worries.

As she ended the call and turned back, she saw Elvis emerging from the room, massaging his temples as he sat on the couch

He dialed a number, his voice breaking the silence after two rings. “Carlos, there’s a problem”

In the wild, just after completing a mission, Carlos stood clad in formal attire, his steps halting at the sound of Elvir voice. With difficulty, he

uttered, “Is this about Mikova?”

Carlos had been temporarily dispatched, and Elvis knew the gravity of the former’s task. Under such circumstances, there could be no other reason

for the call

“Mikayla has been taken by Deidre,” Elvis said.

Upon hearing Elvis words, Carlos promptly ended the call. In the vast

evast wilderness, his voice resonated with depth. “Kashton”

“Yes!” Kashion swiftly maneuvered through the foliage, offering a respectful salute upon reaching Carlos‘ side.

“Take care of the rest!” Carlos‘ command brooked no disobedience. Undoing the top two buttons of his formal attire, he strode down the hill, his striking countenance exuding an undeniable aura of determination.

Perplexed by the intensity emanating from Carlos, Kashton, though initially curious, refrained from questioning. Instead, he simply acknowledged it before attending to his assigned duties.

In a daze, Mikayla gradually regained consciousness. Uncertain of the duration of her slumber, she blinked open her bright eyes to a pitch–black expanse, illuminated only by faint beams of light filtering in from outside, revealing what seemed to be an abandoned warehouse. In the next instant, she realized with stark clarity that her hands and feet were bound tightly with thick ropes.

Within the vastne

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vastness of the warehouse, the chilling embrace of the cold air sent shivers down her spine, instilling a sense of panic within her for the

Questions swirled in Mikayla’s mind. She wondered what Deidre intended to do by binding her.

However, before she could dwell on the thought any longer, Deidre strode in, followed closely by several shady–looking men, all sporting an air of Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

ill intent

Struggling to prop herself up, Mikayla immediately recognized the middle–aged man standing beside Deidre.

He was the man who had been intimately acquainted with Deidre on the night they all went out for a barbecue with Juliet. The man casually held a cigarette between his lips, observing the scene before him with a demeanor akin to a spectator at a spectacle,

“You woke up rather quickly.” Deidre sneered, casting a contemptuous glance at Mikayla, her voice laced with mockery.

Despite the disheveled hair and the faint smudges on her otherwise exquisite features, Mikayla’s inherent charm and dignified demeanor remained undiminished, her blue eyes shimmering with a hint of starlight..

Deidre’s hatred intensified as she met Mikayla’s gaze.

Mikayla noted Deidre’s change, though she maintained a facade of calmness despite the inner turmoil. “Deidre, what do you intend to do?” she inquired, her voice steady.

“What do I intend to do?” Deidre’s lips curled into a cold smile as she scrutinized Mikayla, seemingly searching for something but finding only disappointment.

12:15 PM

Despite Deidre’s menacing approach. Mikayla remained composed, meeting her gaze with a steely resolve.

“Mikayla, why is it that Carlos chose you! What makes you superior to me? In terms of family background, the Taillon family of Druobridge far surpasses the Salvatore family? Is it merely because you’re prettier than me? Deidre’s eyes narrowed slightly, a bitter smile playing on her lips. Tve been by his side for seven years! Do you know what seven years means to a woman?”

Facing Deidre’s questioning, Mikayla met her gaze head–on. “Seven years is indeed precious to a woman. But what does it have to do with me! Carlos‘ choice of spouse is his prerogative, and it’s not something you or I can influence”

“But with you in the picture, I’ll never stand a chance!” Deidre’s eyes gleamed with malice as she spoke. “I wonder, if I were to destroy you, would Carlos still want you!”

A glance at the man standing behind Deidre, and Mikayla immediately understood her implication

“Even without me, there will always be other women to replace me as Carlos‘ fiancéer Mikayla fought to maintain her composure, though panic began to seep in, waming her that she needed to find a way to save herself.

“Then I’ll deal with them one by one!” Deidre’s voice grew eerie, her gaze never leaving Mikayla as she scanned her surroundings. She sneered, Tve already had this place cleaned. There’s nothing sharp here to aid her

As panic threatened to engulf her, Mikayla warned. “If you harm me, Carlos will never let you off. He won’t tolerate anyone who dares to harm his

WONTHUL

Deidre chuckled darkly, casting a disdainful glance at Mikayla, who remained oblivious. “Mikayla, you are truly naive! Have you ever considered what truly transpired between Carlos and me in the seven years we were together?”

Her lips curved into a mocking smile, seemingly ridiculing Mikayla’s simplicity.

“It appears Carlos never told you” Deidre’s demeanor suddenly softened, her voice gentle as she continued, “Three years ago, I miscarried Carlos‘ child. That’s why he won’t do anything to me…

Outside, a man hurriedly entered, reporting to Elvis. “Boss, we’ve intercepted the car on South Sycamore Road, However, there’s only one man inside, claiming someone paid him to drive the car aimlessly around the city. He’ll be rewarded with the car once he’s done.”

*Detain that individual and interrogate him rigorously,” Elvis‘ icy expression betrayed his displeasure

Just as expected, it was a diversion to lead them on a wild goose chase through the city

“Yes, sir,” the man responded.

At that mon

moment, the door was pushed open, and Carlos entered, bearing the marks of haste and urgency.

Suppressing the imminent eruption of emotions, he demanded, “What’s the situation?

This was the first time Juliet had seen Carlos appear so disheveled, still dressed in attire yet to be changed, his demeanor urgent and sharp.

Juliet couldn’t help but think that he must be deeply in love with Mikayla.

Only Elvis knew that the only way Carlos could have returned so quickly was by his private jet

“We’ve intercepted the car Deidre used to take Mikayla away, but there’s only one man inside,” Elvis explained succinctly.

“Retrieve the surveillance footage of Deidre taking Mikayla away,” Carlos said, his tone sounding chilly.

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