Chapter 857: Chapter 857: Kidnapping
At this moment, Mrs. Swift and a group of noblewomen were in the mall when they happened to encounter a group of reporters. Facing the reportersâ questions, Mrs. Swift just smiled politely and spoke with a feigned gentleness, âTracy is a gentle and kind child, and she doesnât want to make everyone unhappy over a small matter. I hope you all donât speculate maliciously, so as not to damage their friendship.â
âActually⊠sigh! Nevermind.â
The noblewomen next to Mrs. Swift looked helpless and said, âOnly because Tracy doesnât want to fuss over it, it allows that personâŠâ
âDonât say it anymore, the matter has passed. Our Tracy doesnât care about a violin, she will always encounter more instruments she likes in the future.â Mrs. Swift smiled gently and continued to the reportersâ cameras, âItâs not the first time this kind of thing has happened. Tracy doesnât care about it herself, so everyone shouldnât make a big fuss.â
However, the more Mrs. Swift said this, the more people felt that Xaviera Evans had deliberately stolen Tracyâs belongings, and this Miss Swift had a good temper, unwilling to make it too ugly with her friends, so she could only swallow her anger.
After this interview, the news that âXaviera bought the violinâ exploded online, and then someone exposed that Xaviera was jealous of Tracy Swift, so she rushed to the charity banquet and took away the award gift that should have belonged to Tracy Swift. As a result, Twitter exploded like a pot.
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[So the truth is like this! Xaviera Evans knew that the violin belonged to Miss Rita, but she insisted on buying it. She is so scheming!]
[Poor Miss Rita! She thinks of Xaviera as a friend, but Xaviera doesnât think of her as a friend! Xaviera has no abilities herself, let alone secretly engaging in these petty tricks. She has no shame!]
[Miss Rita has been wholeheartedly devoted to her, how could she do something like this?]
[Mrs. Wenzel said that if she couldnât give the violin to Miss Rita, she would regret it for the rest of her life, but there are those who canât stand to see others do well and insist on causing trouble!]
Netizens stepped forward to express their opinions, and both the Swift family and the Star Music Festival officially did not refute, just letting public opinion ferment, seemingly defaulting to all this.
At this moment, Xaviera coldly looked at the news online. She didnât know if Tracy had deliberately led the rhythm or secretly bought an army of trolls. These people online, under the banner of defending Rita, scolded her indiscriminately.
Xavieraâs mouth twitched slightly, she tidied herself up, and left. There were still six hours before the award ceremony, the sun had just risen, she had just come out of the Lowen Clubhouse, when she heard footsteps coming from behind her.
The footsteps grew closer, and several men rushed over to capture her. One of them took a handkerchief soaked in a sedative and held it to her nose. Within a few seconds, she went limp and fell. The men quickly carried her into the cargo compartment of the van.
âI thought it would take a few days to kidnap this woman, but I didnât expect it to be so easy?â
âBe gentle, this little lady is delicate! Donât bump her, or she wonât fetch a good price!â
âLiving in such a big villa, this woman is not ordinary! If she were really sold to that kind of place, she would definitely seek death!â
âWhich woman doesnât seek death? After being beaten a few times, theyâll accept their fate. Letâs hurry up and drive, donât get discovered, and quickly deal with this woman to avoid trouble.â
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Inside the cargo compartment, Xaviera slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze was cold and clear, without any trace of being drugged. She quickly untied the rope on her wrist and looked around the compartment calmly.
The compartment was not big and had a faint smell of blood. It seemed that they had done this kind of thing before. The Swift family had also used this van to traffic people before.
The door was tightly closed, and it was dim in front of her. Xaviera could only fumble forward when suddenly there was a commotion behind her. Xaviera, alert, turned around and raised her hand to strike, but her wrist was grabbed and she stumbled into a warm and familiar embrace.
The manâs voice was low and magnetic, his breath carried the fresh scent of coffee as he whispered in her ear, âXaviera, itâs me.â
The hot breath sprayed on Xavieraâs neck, making her whole body shiver. Her eyes were dim, but it was as if she could see the manâs face clearly.
âCaleb, how are you here?â Xaviera was surprised.
She had guessed that Tracy would make a move against her, and coincidentally, her brother was investigating the Swift familyâs human trafficking. So, she volunteered to be bait to help her brother take down the Swift familyâs lair.