Chapter 184: Chapter 184

In a courtyard of a two-story building, Chiyoko, arrogant and haughty, looked down at the unconscious Flora lying on the ground. Her lips twitched, revealing a faint indifferent smile.

She then lifted her high-heeled shoe and forcefully rotated it left and right on Flora's fingers, sneering, "Piano-playing hands... let's see how you play in the future."

The fingers on the ground immediately became a bloody mess, while their owner remained completely unaware, oblivious to the violation she was enduring. The sedative was heavy, and she probably wouldn't wake up for some time.

"How do you want to deal with her?" Philip walked in leisurely, glanced at Flora on the ground, and then embraced Chiyoko from behind. His restless hands roamed toward her chest, gently kneading.

"Get rid of her unborn child for me, and make sure she never appears in front of Maxwell again!" Chiyoko said viciously.

Philip chuckled, kissed her ear, and said, "Why not just say you want her dead, straightforward and clean."

"Why wait?" Chiyoko pushed away his restless hands with disgust, enduring the endless repulsion in her heart due to some business she needed his help with. She accepted his obscenities. God knows she was almost nauseated to death by his kisses.

"What's the rush? We haven't seen each other in a long time. Shouldn't we cultivate some feelings first?" Philip said with a smile, eager to lead her to the adjacent bedroom.

Chiyoko instinctively struggled, but after a few struggles, she quieted down. She lowered her eyes, as if contemplating something, allowing Philip to push her onto the bed and undress both of them.

When Philip reached for a condom, she pressed his hand with a charming smile and said, "No need. I know you don't want to use a condom, so let's skip it."

"Really?" Philip was delighted, pouncing on her and kissing her lips, excitedly asking, "Why are you suddenly being so considerate?" In the past, she had always insisted that he use a condom. Today, she surprisingly agreed not to?

Chiyoko, with a smile, looked at him and said, "As a reward for you, today I'll make an exception." After saying this, she planted a kiss on his forehead, pouted, and said, "But you better hurry up and get rid of her. Dispose of her immediately after we have sex!"

"Understood, my dear." Philip readily agreed. The flames of desire within him had already made him uncomfortably restless. He was afraid he would agree to any request Chiyoko made.

What a man who can't resist temptation! Chiyoko sneered while laughing!

She tilted her head slightly, trying not to dwell on how repulsive the man who had roamed all over her body was. At this moment, what came to her mind was Maxwell, the man who, in transparent nightwear, could not be tempted no matter how she swayed in front of him. Compared to the pervert in front of her, it was like heaven and earth. Both were men, so why was there such a vast difference?

After a session of passion, the bedroom finally quieted down. Chiyoko sat up from the bed, walked into the bathroom, and took a long hot bath. Only when she felt that there was no longer Philip's scent on her did she come out.

As she stepped out of the bathroom, she heard a whimper at the bedroom door. Chiyoko startled and lazily lay on the bed, smoking, facing Philip who was still naked, "Hurry up, that bitch is awake. Don't let her know I'm here."

Philip chuckled, indifferent, "Anyway, she's almost dead. What's the point if she knows?"

"I'm afraid she won't spare me even if she becomes a ghost, alright?" Chiyoko said, annoyed.

Philip laughed again, seeing her anxious, he had to sit up from the bed and start putting on clothes one by one.

Having no idea how long she had been asleep, Flora groaned in pain, unable to understand why she had a splitting headache and why she was lying on the ground. If Maxwell saw her like this, he would scold her again! And... why did her hand hurt so much?

In an attempt to figure out this question, Flora painfully raised her right hand. Upon seeing the bloody and mangled hand, she screamed in horror. Oh God! Was that her hand? Why did it hurt so much? But why was her hand injured like this?

Moreover, where was she? Flora began to survey her surroundings. It was a strange, not very luxurious but quite spacious room. It was silent all around, with only her lying on the ground. What on earth was happening?

"Miss Flora, feeling disoriented? No need to look around; you've never been here before." A man's voice echoed from above.

Flora abruptly raised her head and, upon seeing Philip wearing sunglasses with a wicked smile, she froze for a moment and instinctively asked, "Who are you?"

Surveying him, even though he wore sunglasses, Flora could tell he was a stranger, someone she had never seen before. In her entire life, she didn't know why she had such bad luck, always getting kidnapped and toyed with by people!

Being tied up by Maxwell wasn't enough; now she had to be bound by these people, and what frustrated her the most was that she didn't know who these people were! Why did they have to injure her fingers like this? It really hurt!

"You don't need to know who I am. Just remember that I'm here to take your life," Philip said with a faint smile, examining this seemingly bold girl, suddenly feeling it would be a pity to kill her with a single shot.

"Even if I die, you should give me a reason, right?" Flora glared at him. Who said she was bold? Who said she wasn't nervous? She was so nervous she was about to pass out. This man was here to take her life? No! Looking at this man with such a creepy appearance, Flora was afraid he might impulsively kill her.

"A reason? I haven't thought of one yet," Philip said teasingly with a laugh.

In the bedroom, Chiyoko, who was waiting impatiently, angrily dialed Philip's phone. The ringtone echoed in the living room. Philip glanced at the phone screen and knew what it meant when he saw the caller ID.

But he couldn't kill Flora immediately. He had just promised something to Chiyoko and forgot about it in an instant, or maybe he didn't really hear what Chiyoko said and casually agreed.

He hung up the phone, grabbed Flora from the ground, and pushed her into a small bedroom, cruelly saying to her, "Take some time to prepare yourself mentally. If you dare to scream, I'll kill you immediately!"

"Hey! What do you mean?" Flora yelled in distress. When she rushed out, the door had already been slammed shut. She tried to open the door by pulling the handle with her uninjured left hand, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open it.

Her heart sank to the bottom, not knowing what to do. She dared not shout randomly because she was afraid of death! At a time like this, wouldn't anyone be afraid of death? She had finally enjoyed a few days of a happy life, only to be inexplicably kidnapped again.

Listening to the man's accent just now, speaking in a not very fluent English, it sounded like a Japanese person. Japanese...? Could it be Chiyoko's people? Suddenly, she remembered Chiyoko's warning to her last week, urging her to abort the baby within three days!

She didn't follow through. Could it be for this reason that she was taken? Was Chiyoko going to force her to abort her child? Thinking of this, cold sweat crawled out from Flora. Gently using her left hand to protect her abdomen, she wouldn't let anyone harm her baby. She wouldn't! But... would should she do?

If he killed her, it would be better, a clean break. But if he only killed her child, could she still go on living? The child was her protective shield; with his presence, Maxwell would treat her a little better, at least not locking her up on the third floor!

It was hard to imagine how Maxwell would treat her without the child. Would he lock her up on the third floor? Would he blame her for not protecting the child? Probably. She couldn't even forgive herself.

If she listened to Maxwell and avoided going out as much as possible, she wouldn't be ambushed, and her baby wouldn't be in such a dangerous situation, suffering with her!

It was already midnight, and Maxwell still couldn't find Flora. He was frantically making calls and mobilizing people in the study. Since he couldn't confirm whether Flora had escaped privately or was captured by the Yota Gang, he couldn't directly confront Philip.

If it wasn't a private escape, then Philip must be involved. If it was Philip, what about Chiyoko?

Maxwell was shocked to realize that he didn't even have Chiyoko's contact information. He called the Smith Family mansion and learned that Chiyoko was with Mrs. Smith at the hospital. Just as he was about to call Mrs. Smith, the phone on his desk rang.

Picking up the phone, he impatiently said, "Hello," but there was no response for a long time. Frustrated, he shouted, "Damn it! Speak!"

Two seconds later, a lazy and sneering voice came from the other end, "Mr. Maxwell, why are you in such a bad mood in the middle of the night?"

Maxwell was slightly stunned; it was Kevin! Instinctively, he asked, "Where's Flora? Did you take her away?"

"If I wanted to take her away, I would have done it earlier; there were plenty of opportunities before." Kevin chuckled indifferently, his voice sounding casual and mocking, but... if one listened carefully, one could detect the urgency between the lines.

Maxwell, in his frantic state, couldn't perceive it. He asked coldly, "So, you called me just to say these sarcastic words?" Kevin, who never called him, made Maxwell suspicious.

"Of course not. I called to warn you to be careful of that little Japanese devil, Philip..."

"What do you mean?" Maxwell couldn't wait for him to finish and interrupted.

Kevin finally dropped his lazy demeanor, spoke seriously, and said, "He's using Flora to lure you out, to get the necklace. If you're smart, you better not act recklessly."

"Damn it! I don't have that necklace!" Maxwell was furious. His impatience made it hard for him to control his emotions! Was Flora kidnapped by Philip? Could Kevin's words be trusted?

Maxwell frowned and asked, "How do you know that Flora was abducted by Philip?" As soon as he finished speaking, a sneer echoed on the other end of the phone, followed by the dead sound of the call being hung up.

"Hello! Hello!?" Maxwell shouted into the receiver, but all he heard was the disconnected 'beep beep' sound. What did Kevin mean? He had so many questions to ask him! Why did he know that Philip had taken Flora?

When Maxwell slammed the phone back, no matter how he dialed, it wouldn't connect. This was Kevin's personality, making him itch with hatred. He hesitated for a second with his slender fingers on the buttons and decided to call Darren.

The phone rang once before being answered, and Darren's equally anxious voice came from the other end, "Big Young Master, I was just about to call you. Miss Flora has been found..."

"What does Philip want?" Maxwell cut him off, getting straight to the point. The necklace! Where could he find a necklace for him?

Darren was taken aback, not expecting that Maxwell already knew Flora's whereabouts. After a brief pause, he began, "He sent a message, saying that before dawn, you must bring the necklace to the house in the western suburbs, for an exchange; or else tomorrow... um... Miss Flora would be found dead."

"He dares?!" Maxwell gritted his teeth and spat out these two words. If Philip dared to harm Flora and his unborn baby, regardless of whether he was part of the Yota Gang, Maxwell would make him pay the highest price.

"Big Young Master, the location is remote, and he knows the area well. Please be careful. It's better not to go there yourself..." Darren's words were cut off as Maxwell hung up, turning around and swiftly leaving the room.

At this moment, Maxwell had no concern for his own safety. His entire focus was on Flora and the baby. Since he didn't have the necklace, he had no choice but to go in person to rescue Flora, even though it was undeniably dangerous.