Save Myself from Desperation

In a dilapidated warehouse in the suburbs, Miranda’s hands and feet were tied up, cowering in fear in a corner. She palely looked at the menacing fugitives in front of her. Her already taut nerves tightened up to the breaking-point.

Aman named Noe with a chest full of tattoos brandished a steel pipe, swinging it towards Miranda periodically. Each swing halted inches away from her, deliberately attempting to instill fear.

Witnessing her terrified screams and shivers, Noe laughed maliciously, enjoying this cruel game of intimidation.

Beside him, a bald man named Cyclone, who was wearing a gold chain, impatiently checked the time, cursing, “Damn it, what's taking Ramos so long? Why isn’t he here yet?”

“Hold on, Cyclone. He might be on his way.” Noe waved the steel pipe, veins popping on his arm. “This time, we’re going to make a big score.”

‘Ramos?’ Miranda caught onto this crucial piece of information, instantly associating it with the Ramos family. Why was she suddenly kidnapped, and how was it related to the Ramos family? And what about Ashley?

Knowing that Miranda had heard it, Noe smiled ferociously and roughly lifted her chin with a steel pipe. “You're friends with Ashley, aren’t you?”

Her chin stinging from the rough contact, and she was forced to raise her head to look at him, not daring to say a word.

“Speak! Are you mute?” Noe scowled and berated her harshly. “Don’t think denying it will get you anywhere. It’s all on Ashley. If you weren't buddies with her, we wouldn't even be bothering with you.”

Miranda trembled at the shout but still mustered the strength to weakly inquire, “What. ..what does this have to do with Ashley?”

Suddenly, Noe smirked, maliciously provoking. “Someone wants trouble for Ashley, and guess what? You happen to be friends with her. So, we brought you here. It’s all because of Ashley that you’re in this mess.”

“No.” Miranda’s face was pale with fear, but her eyes displayed determination. “You say that ‘someone wants trouble for Ashley, and it

must be the Ramos family. How can Ashley be blamed? She is a victim, too. The ones at fault are clearly the Ramos. You are the criminals. If it weren’t for the shamelessness of the Ramos, | wouldn’t have been captured, and none of this would have happened.”

Noe was immediately irritated and slapped Miranda. “You damn whore! Go on, you fucking keep talking! You have such a good mouth!”

Miranda’s head turned to the side due to the force, a red mark appearing on her cheek, but her eyes remained steadfast, glaring at these despicable. criminals..

Noe sneered, his obscene gaze lingering on Miranda. “Heard you're a celebrity? What if | tear your clothes, film it, and post it online for everyone to see? How about that?” He then burst out laughing.

Terrified, Miranda shrank back, her face even paler than before, thinking, These heartless beasts!! “Enough! Stop wasting time on this girl!” Cyclone spoke up.

Cyclone, the leader of this group, scolded irritably, “Miranda still has some value. Cut out the scare tactics. As for Ramos, if he even thinks about shortchanging us by a penny, I'll make sure he doesn’t see the light of another day.”

These were wanted fugitives who had evaded the police countless times. and dared not be too ostentatious. They basically regard earning commissions as a way to make money.

Noe’s vulgar gaze lingered incessantly on Miranda, licking his lips with a lecherous expression. “Cyclone, | gotta say, this celebrity is quite enticing. It’s been ages since | had fun with such a lively girl. Let’s make the most of this opportunity, us brothers, and enjoy ourselves tonight!”

Miranda had never heard such crude and explicit words before. She instantly recoiled in terror, trembling with cold sweat on her palms.

Cyclone glanced at Miranda, disdainfully snorted at her terrified appearance, then turned to Noe. “Don’t you fucking think about this nonsense. Ramos mentioned in the text that Miranda is still worth something. Do not harm her.”

Noe recalled Evan’s instructions, his expression immediately turning unpleasant. He spat on the ground, muttering. “That old guy really is a piece of work, fussing over every detail”

Chapter 289 Reluctantly, he glanced at Miranda for a few more moments and ultimately stormed off in frustration.

However, after a short while, Noe couldn't resist the temptation and returned to stand before Miranda. A lascivious smile played on his face. “I’m just having some fun, not trying to take her life. It doesn’t count as harming her, right, bros?”

As soon as he said this, the other three fugitives in the warehouse burst into lewd laughter.

The more Noe watched Miranda tremble, the more he got worked up. “I wasn’t even keen on this from the start, and | didn’t want to hassle you because of that old guy’s orders. But you just had to get under my skin with your words! Well, now I’m dead set on not letting you off the hook!”

Miranda stared in horror, trembling as she tried to retreat backward, but there was a wall behind her, and she couldn't hide at all. She shouldn't have provoked him earlier. This was a bunch of heartless thugs!

Noe continued to smirk lecherously, and his desires were evident as he reached out to Miranda. “Cyclone, if you’re not going to do anything, I'll take my turn.”

The three other fugitives beside them eagerly rubbed their hands. together in excitement. “Hey, after you're done, let the rest of

us have some fun too!”

Cyclone furrowed his brow, choosing to remain silent. Though he held the title of leader, the rest of the group was a rowdy bunch, constantly on the verge of rebellion. Tonight, he opted to appease them by using this. girl, securing their loyalty, a deal that didn’t seem too bad.

Seeing Cyclone no longer objecting, Noe became even bolder. He reached out and touched the neckline of Miranda’s clothes.

“Get away! Don’t touch me! Just leave!” Miranda’s tears welled up instantly, and in her frantic fear, she shouted, but with her hands and feet bound, there was no way for her to escape.

“What's all this yelling for? Soon, you won't be able to utter a word!” With a rip, Noe tore Miranda’s sleeve and attempted to gag her with that.

Miranda struggled weakly, and her tear-filled eyes were wide open. Chapter 289Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

Her thoughts were consumed by desperate pleas, ‘Get away. ‘Don't touch me.

“This is so disgusting. Don’t touch me. No!”

At this moment, a loud crash echoed!

The warehouse door was kicked open from the outside.

Backlit, a thin yet powerful figure stood there.

Noe had just torn Miranda’s sleeve, hadn’t yet silenced her, and was interrupted by this sudden turn of events. He abruptly stopped and turned his head to look outside.

Because Noe had discussed using Miranda to threaten Ashley with Evan, he recognized her immediately. The person who kicked the door was Ashley!