Winning Her Heart Back

 Hung Up

Frankie glanced over his shoulder.

After he confirmed that Tony wasn't there, he licked his lips and asked, "Let me ask you something. Do you really have 300,000 dollars?"

Emelie was rendered speechless.

She turned her head to look out the window.

It was dark outside. There were no lights in the abandoned construction site with only the bright moon shining through the window.

Did he snuck over to ask her that while the others were away?

Emelie slowed her breathing.

She calmly nodded. "Mmm."

Frankie tore off the tape from her mouth and took out his phone. "Quick, tell me the account number and password!"

Tony had said that leaving the account information would allow the police to trace them, but Frankie didn't seem to care. He was desperate for money.

Emelie immediately realized that he might be her way to save herself. She bit her lip and told him everything in detail.

Frankie operated his phone and smoothly transferred the money from her account to his.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

His eyes widened in excitement. "Damn! There's really money! Shit! I was only going to get 80 thousand dollars from this job! Now I have 300 thousand dollars!"

Emelie said in a low voice, "Of course there's money. I wouldn't dare lie to you... Only 80 thousand dollars? How much does Tony get?"

Frankie pocketed his phone. "It's none of your business! Stay put! If you dare tell Tony anything, I'll kill you!"

He picked up the tape to try and reseal her mouth but Emelie quickly turned her head to avoid it.

She said hurriedly, "You want money while I want to live. If you think it's not enough, you can contact my boyfriend. He will definitely pay the ransom. Once you get the money, you can let me go! I won't call the police!"

Frankie hesitated slightly.

Emelie pressed her back against the cold wall. "Human trafficking is a serious crime. If you get caught, you'll be in jail for at least ten years. And you only get 80 thousand dollars.

"Tony definitely gets much more than you. How is this fair? You do the same work and take the same risk, but you get less money. Don't you think that's unfair?

"Everyone is out for themselves. He's the one exploiting you first. My boyfriend is about to buy a house. He has one million dollars in cash, and I can give it all to you. Consider it my ransom."

Did she say one million dollars?

Frankie's voice immediately rose. "One million dollars!"

Emelie bit her lip. "Yes, one million dollars."

Frankie was greedy and not very bright. He couldn't resist such temptation. "What's your boyfriend's number? I'll call him right now! If he really has one million dollars for me, I'll let you go!"

Emelie knew William's phone number by heart, and Frankie dialed it in front of her. Emelie could feel her heart leaping into her throat at that moment.

William, William, please answer the phone. Please answer the phone.

Beep...

After a short ringing, the call was abruptly hung up.

Frankie stared at his phone while Emelie froze for a second. Then, she felt a wave of hopelessness rise from her feet to her scalp.

She immediately said, "Call again! It's nighttime. He might be sleeping and didn't hear it. Call again!"

Frankie called again, but the second attempt didn't go through either.

Emelie's eyes flickered. "I... I have another number you can call!"

Whether it was Mona, Ashton, or even Fabian, they would definitely answer.

Frankie felt he was being tricked, and slapped her across the face again. "You dare to lie to me!"

Emelie's head hit the wall.

She looked down. The constant overtime had already made her body uncomfortable. She had been kidnapped here, beaten several times, and hadn't eaten all day. She was at her limit.

She didn't realize that Frankie's gaze toward her had unconsciously changed.

He licked his lips. "We have to fix your hymen before selling you for a good price anyway."

A bad premonition surged through Emelie. The next thing she knew, Frankie pounced on her. "Let me have some fun first!" he said.