Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 784: Afraid

"Mom, is this the place?" Ophelia Wilson walked cautiously, the desolation making her heart tremble.

"Yes." Chaya Davis also walked inside carefully.

This was a residential area that had been vacated but not yet demolished, without even a streetlight. The dark building entrance looked like a beast lying in ambush, its large mouth threatening, and just a glance could make anyone’s heart panic.

"There!" Chaya quickly spotted a van and patted Ophelia’s shoulder hurriedly.

"Are you sure there’s no problem?" Ophelia held a flashlight, but seeing the entrance of the building, she was still uneasy and reluctant to go inside.

"How could there be any problem?" Chaya said humorously, "Don’t you want to see what Sophie Wilson is like now?"

"I’ve hired four men, and her current state... is bound to be thrilling. You might even get to see the scene firsthand." Chaya boasted, "If it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t have lost your position as the Wilson Clan’s young lady, nor would there be all the subsequent events."

Upon hearing this, Ophelia’s steps immediately became resolute: "I’ve long wanted her gone. She forced all this upon me!"

"Exactly, that’s right!" Chaya nodded repeatedly and said, "Now let’s see if Charles Seymour will still marry her."

"Playing with so many men... Charles Seymour must feel disgusted whether he marries her or not. Regardless, there will be no good outcome for him." Chaya thought more and more that her plan was perfect.

If Charles marries Sophie, it would be a huge disgrace for him.

If he doesn’t, it would be heartless and betraying.

Either way, Charles will have a hard time.

Especially for someone like Charles, who is likely to leave Seymour Corporation in a fit of rage. Then, wouldn’t Seymour Corporation belong to James?

If it’s James, isn’t it Ophelia’s, and therefore hers!

"Yes, let everyone see." Ophelia smiled, the malicious grin completely spoiled her pleasant looks.

Ophelia and Chaya had already reached the second floor of the old three-apartment-per-floor residential building, the door was half-open and somewhat scary in the darkness.

However, thinking about the scene they were about to witness, Ophelia, excited, disregarded her fear and was eager to rush upstairs to have a good look at Sophie Wilson.

The more miserable Sophie was, the happier she would be.

"Mom, which floor are they on?" Ophelia asked anxiously.

"They should be at the top floor." Chaya replied with a smile.

As soon as she finished speaking, they suddenly felt a gust of wind blow past, a sharp pain in their heads, everything went black, and Ophelia and Chaya knew nothing.

When they came to, they suddenly found themselves tied up, cloth stuffed in their mouths, unable to utter a single sound.

"Mmmm..." Ophelia widened her eyes in terror, unable to see anything in the pitch-black room.

If she listened carefully, she could hear muffled sounds beside her, seemingly coming from her mom.

Where is this?

What is happening?

Ophelia was scared, truly frightened.

Who had captured them, and what did they want?

Fortunately, the kidnappers did not harm them, with a click, the lights turned on brightly.

Chaya was relieved, but Ophelia was very familiar with this lighting—it was the kind often used in film sets.

Suddenly, a very terrifying thought, like a cold venomous snake, quickly climbed up her leg, making her tremble uncontrollably all over.