Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 137

Sharon suddenly stood up and shouted furiously, "What are you doing?"

The man pulled her over and said, "Stop pretending. You seduced us in such a coquettish way! You want us to f*ck you, right, horny little sl*t!"

F**k you!

Sharon swung her hand at him, but the man was faster as he raised his large palm and slapped her in the face. Sharon's face began to burn with pain.

The man raised his hand and pushed her off his body. When Sharon fell to the ground, she pushed the small table over, crawled, and quickly took the things into her hands.

The man's lascivious laughter resonated behind her. She felt her ankle tightened as he dragged her harshly.

"Johnny, she took the phone!"

One of the men frowned and saw it with his sharp observation.

Johnny saw it too. Enraged, he kicked the phone in her hand away and glared at her with his ferocious eyes. "B*tch, you flirt with us because you want to take the phone, don't you? He can't do anything to us!"

The other man was a little hesitant. Obviously, he was the timid one.

Johnny snorted disdainfully. He went to Sharon as he untied his belt. Sharon gritted her teeth and kept crawling backward. The fear in her heart began to expand, and she began to be afraid.

Ayana couldn't stand it anymore and turned her face away.

She thought that Sharon deserved it!

Johnny lay on Sharon's body and groped her. Sharon began to shout and resisted desperately, kicking and slapping him. Her sharp nails scratched on his body and made him bleed, leaving bloody scratch marks.

Infuriated, Johnny's expression twisted in a menacing grimace. He grabbed her hair and raised his hand, ready to slap her. "Useless b*tch!"

Sharon closed her eyes in despair.

"Stop!"

A voice suddenly echoed out of nowhere. Sharon opened her reddish eyes when the expected slap did not land on her face and looked at the person who came in from the outside.

Harvey looked at Sharon, who was lying on the ground, with a smile. "Miss Cruz, you woke up so soon, huh?"

Sharon looked at him expressionlessly.

Harvey didn't care. Looking around at the mess, he frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

Johnny let go of Sharon and rebuked, "This nasty b*tch tried to seduce us. When we found out that she wants to steal the mobile phone. I'm about to teach her a lesson!"

"Oh?" Harvey stopped in front of Sharon and raised his eyebrows. "Attempting your death throes, huh?"

Sharon spat at him and said, "So it's you who kidnapped me. I thought it's some brats' work!"

Harvey touched his face and his eyes cooled down. His gaze wandered around here. "You look so beautiful when you dress up. No wonder the two Jones brothers are fighting for you."

Sharon looked at him coldly.

Harvey suddenly laughed and said, "Say, if you become a used sl*t, do you think the Jones brothers will still want you?"

What was he going to do?

Sharon uncontrollably shrank.

Harvey gestured with his hand, and the man behind him came over. He pointed to Sharon and said, "She's all yours. Do whatever you want; just make sure she's still alive after that."

"Haha! Thank you, boss..."

The man grinned obscenely and walked toward Sharon.

Sharon got up and ran away, but she was caught in no time. The man rudely tore her dress apart, exposing half of her body. Her soft and fair skin stimulated the man's lust. He glanced at her sexy body so erotically that her eyes almost popped out of the eye sockets.

Sharon lifted her leg and kicked the man's crotch, resulting in an agonizing cry, "Ah..."

Harvey sneered and chided, "Useless!"

As he said that, he was going to do it himself. After a series of commotion, a large group of fully armed men came in with various weapons in their hands.

His trusted subordinate strode over and came to Harvey's side. "Everything is ready. Everyone is here."

Harvey's eyes flashed with excitement. He was not in the mood to mess with Sharon, so he signaled his subordinate to lock her up in the iron cage.

After Sharon was pushed inside, the iron door was closed again. She curled up in the corner, trembling in extreme fear.

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Ayana glanced at the flustered Sharon from the corner of her eyes. Her clothes were disheveled, her cheeks were swollen, and she looked astounding, but she only had herself to blame.

Ayana snorted, "You deserve it!"

Sharon looked up, glanced around gingerly, and lowered her voice as she said, "Is this what you want?"

As she said this, she slowly spread out her palm, revealing a pair of pearl earrings lying quietly in her palm.

Ayana widened her eyes in disbelief. They were her earrings!

She looked at them in astonishment. Did Sharon do that just now to save them?

On the other hand, in just an hour, the banquet had transformed from the initial liveliness to a complete mess now.

Stanley had confirmed that Sharon was missing.

He thought that Jewel pestered Sharon, but he found that Jewel had already left the banquet and said that she had gone home.

Stanley didn't believe her, so he asked Anthony to have a look at her place. Sure enough, Jewel was at home and was ready to call it a day.

After Anthony came back and informed him of Jewel's status, he began to feel restless. Sharon would not disappear for no reason. There must be something wrong.

Stanley stood at the lawn on the first floor. It was dark outside. He was tall and slender, and his face was as cold as ice.

He put his hands on either side of his body and clenched them into tight fists, his heart full of regret.

If it weren't for his selfishness and he didn't bring her here, she wouldn't have been in trouble.

Now, he didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

A look of annoyance and fragility appeared on the tough man's face.

Anthony stood in the distance, feeling a little dismayed as he looked at Stanley's depressing figure.

It was all his fault that he didn't keep his eyes on Sharon closely.

"Captain Hudson, how is it? Do you have any clues?"

Anthony came to Jimmy's side and asked in a hurry, "Have you found anything?"

As soon as he learned that Sharon was missing, Stanley made a few phone calls. Jimmy immediately rushed over with a small team and began to investigate the venue.

Jimmy pointed to a corner and said, "We just found out that there was a trace of struggle and battery in that corner. Sharon was likely to be taken away in that corner."

Someone did it on purpose!

"It is a blind spot. There's no surveillance, and it's hidden all around. If someone wants to make a move on her, that will be a perfect spot..."

Halfway through his speech, Jimmy paused and looked behind Anthony. Anthony turned around and saw Stanley quietly standing there, his eyes sharp as blades.

"Go on."

Stanley moved his thin lips.

Jimmy nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "It's very possible that Sharon was kidnapped. If the other party is going after her, then there will be no phone calls since the purpose is achieved. If their target is you, they will contact you tonight or tomorrow."

There seemed to be a sharp blade hidden in Stanley's eyes. "If I was not their target, Sharon would very likely be in danger. Is that what you mean?"

Jimmy pursed his lips and said, "You know better than me, even if I don't say anything about it."

What did Stanley do in the past? He was specialized in dealing with the most horrible terrorist in the world, so Stanley knew much more about the secrets behind this than he did.

"The golden hour for the hostage is the first twelve hours. If there's no news after twelve hours, then it's very likely..."

Jimmy stopped.

The moonlight shone like silver as it dropped on Stanley. He was full of rage, and his eyes were like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

In the past few years, he had lived a comfortable and lavish life that concealed his ruthless means. The bloodthirstiness and cruelty in his bones seemed to be about to break out from within tonight.

At this moment, Stanley's cell phone suddenly rang.

The ringtone pierced through a person's head like a curse in this silent night sky.

Jimmy was indeed an expert in this field as he reacted immediately, gesturing for the surveillance and tracking team and connecting several gadgets together. He looked at Stanley and said, "I don't need to explain. You know that you need to delay him for a few minutes."

Stanley nodded and answered the phone.

"Mr. Jones, why do you answer the call so slowly? Is it because you wait for the police to get ready for the work?"

A hoarse voice was heard from the other end of the line.

Stanley didn't hesitate and said, "Tell me your terms."

"I admire your directness." Harvey said, cutting to the chase, "Sharon is in my hands. If you want her to be safe, come to me alone."

"Address."

Harvey laughed. He stated the address loud and clear and added, "Come alone, or prepare a funeral for your beautiful wife."

After that, he hung up the phone. The call was over in less than a minute.

Jimmy frowned. He didn't expect that the other party would directly state the address. Was he too confident or too stupid?

Stanley calmly put away his phone. Jimmy glanced at him and asked the question in his heart, "What do you think?"

"Now that he called me, it means I am his target. Sharon should be fine before I get there."

"I think so too."

At this moment, Stanley started to calm down. "Since the other party is so confident, it’s very likely that he has a perfect plan. We have to trouble Jackson for this, I'm afraid."

Thinking of Jackson's identity, Jimmy patted his forehead and said, "Oh, I forgot about him. I'll contact him right away."

Stanley nodded.

Soon, he contacted Jackson. They were lucky as Jackson was still in Beachmarsh City, so Stanley told him his general idea. Jackson agreed without hesitation and said, "Give me sometime. I'll go and figure it out."

"Thanks."

"I'll treat you to a drink when we solve this."

According to Stanley's idea, Jackson contacted the people in various departments and checked all the information about the

entry and exit, and even contacted several mercenaries abroad. After getting the exact news, his expression sank.

The phone rang, and Stanley answered. Jackson's voice was a little serious. "Bro, the guy who makes a move on you this time has made adequate preparations."

"I'm not surprised."