She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 537 A Bunch of Trash

"Fine, suit yourself. I’ll keep watch at the door. Hurry up, Uncle Ruiz will be here soon."

The man let out a lascivious laugh, "Don’t worry, it’ll be quick."

With excitement gleaming in his eyes, the man grinned wickedly as he undid the buttons of his shirt, while his other hand tore at Hope Williams’s clothes.

Hope Williams clenched her back teeth hard, but the coarse rope was not so easily cut by glass.

"Where is this?" Hope Williams feigned awakening, her voice trembling and dazed.

She had no choice but to stall for time.

"Oh, you’re awake," chuckled the man.

"Who are you? Where am I? Why did you kidnap me?" Hope Williams’s voice was laden with tears, sounding both scared and terrified, as she curled up and moved backward.

The man sneered, "A person on the brink of death does not need to know so much."

Hope Williams cried out, fearful, "Can you please not kill me, I don’t want to die, why would you kill me? I’ve never offended you."

"It’s the boss’s orders, blame yourself for offending someone," the man grabbed hold of Hope Williams’s collar.

Hope Williams became even more frightened, her whole body trembling, "What are you going to do?"

"What do you think? Let you enjoy one last time before your death."

Saying this, the man continued tearing her clothing.

Hope Williams was dumbfounded, these damn ropes were too strong.

"Wait," Hope Williams curled up on the spot.

"Wait for what."

"Can you untie the ropes on my legs? It’s uncomfortable like this," Hope Williams’s voice was weak, resembling a powerless rabbit facing danger, entirely at someone else’s mercy, easily lowering one’s guard.

"Oh, still thinking about comfort?"

"Isn’t that what you just said, to enjoy one last time before I die? Besides, it’s inconvenient for you too if my legs are tied, isn’t it?" freēwēbnovel.com

The man thought Hope Williams’s reasoning was sound, thus he excitedly untied the ropes around her ankles.

With the ropes untied, Hope Williams’s legs were free, "Could you also untie the black cloth? I can’t see anything with it on, I’m scared."

"Why does everything bother you?"

"Please."

Led by his desires, the man, thinking Hope Williams couldn’t escape, reached out and untied the black cloth over her eyes.

Just then, Hope Williams’s eyes flickered fiercely, her glass-cutting hand clenched the glass shard tightly and stabbed fiercely at him.

Hope Williams exerted all her strength, and the glass plunged directly into the man’s neck.

The man’s eyes widened, clutching his blood-spurting neck, "You!"

Hope Williams looked at him coldly, "Feels good, doesn’t it?"

The man covered his neck, and with his other hand tried to pull a gun from his waist, but Hope Williams was faster, snagging it and kicking the man in the stomach.

"You!"

The man spewed blood and tried to charge at Hope Williams again, but he had already lost his strength and fell directly to the ground.

Meanwhile, the man who had been keeping watch outside heard the noise and immediately entered, seeing his comrade fatally countered by Hope Williams, he swiftly raised his gun.

Hope Williams didn’t hesitate, "Bang" a shot hit the man in the stomach and he fell.

She had not intended to use the gun because firing it would surely draw others’ attention, but just now she had no choice.

Hope Williams looked around and found herself in an unfinished building, approximately seven or eight stories tall by her estimate.

Hope Williams gripped the gun, eyeing the doorway, realizing her only chance now was to take the stairs down.

But she had no idea how many people were outside.

With no other choice, Hope Williams could only try her luck.

She tiptoed out, the pitch-black corridor was empty, Hope Williams walked deeper down the hall.

Suddenly, a hand covered her mouth sharply, dragging her into the dark room.

Hope Williams’s pupils sharply constricted, her arm bent, and she fiercely jabbed an elbow backward.

But the attacker, as if anticipating it, caught her strike.

"Sister Hope, it’s me!"

Hope Williams’ brow slightly furrowed.

Wesley Ruiz whispered, "I’ll let you go, don’t scream."

Hope Williams nodded.

Wesley Ruiz immediately released Hope Williams. She was so frightened that her scalp tingled, and she looked at Wesley Ruiz with lingering fear.

"Why is it you?"

Wesley Ruiz raised his finger to his lips, made a silencing gesture, and leaned against the wall listening to the sounds outside.

"Someone is coming up." He turned back to Hope Williams and pulled out a dagger and car keys, stuffing them into her hand, "I’ll hold them off, use this chance to escape. My car is parked five hundred meters south of this unfinished building. Take my car and go."

Hope Williams grasped the dagger and car keys, "What about you?"

"Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine," Wesley Ruiz said earnestly.

Hope Williams suddenly remembered a name that the two mercenaries had mentioned earlier, ’Uncle Ruiz’.

If these people were indeed from Liam Cloud’s organization, then the only person who could be referred to as Uncle Ruiz was one person.

Wesley’s father!

Hope Williams looked at Wesley Ruiz, her eyes gradually becoming puzzled. Wesley’s father wants to kill her, yet Wesley came to rescue her.

"Did you know early on that your father was going to kidnap me?"

Wesley Ruiz pursed his lips. The last time in City A, he caught a mercenary who turned out to be one of his father’s men.

But because it was his father, he hid this fact from Liam Cloud.

He didn’t know what his father wanted to do and also feared that his father might harm Hope Williams again, so he had been secretly monitoring his father.

That’s why he knew of his father’s plan this time.

"I’ll explain this to you later, but believe me, I won’t harm you."

Although she did not understand the whole situation, Hope Williams had previous interactions with Wesley Ruiz and knew he was a trustworthy person.

Hope Williams nodded, "Okay."

Wesley Ruiz looked at Hope Williams with complexity, "Sister Hope, can I ask you for a favor?"

"What is it?"

"After you get out, can you not tell the Big Boss about this?"

Wesley Ruiz’s eyes were filled with worry—knowing Liam Cloud’s nature, he surely would not let his father off easily.

"With all the commotion today, he couldn’t possibly not know," Hope Williams said.

Wesley Ruiz took a step forward, his expression pleading, "Big Boss only listens to you, Sister Hope. If the Big Boss finds out, please plead for my father, considering... considering Aaron Ruiz once saved your life, can you?"

A sudden pain flashed through Hope Williams’ eyes at the mention of Aaron Ruiz.

She still owed the Ruiz Family a life.

Hope Williams took a deep breath, "If I can get out safely, I will."

Wesley Ruiz gratefully looked at Hope Williams, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, Wesley Ruiz handed over a mobile phone to Hope Williams. Originally, he was afraid that Hope Williams would contact Liam Cloud and did not intend to give her a phone.

But now, since Hope Williams was willing to speak for his father, Wesley Ruiz handed the phone over to her, "This place is far from the city, the terrain is complex, there are no surveillance cameras, and it’s hard to trace. It will be troublesome for them to find you here. There’s a map in the phone, you can use it to send messages for help."

Hope Williams took the phone, "Thank you."

Waylon Lewis had already returned to Emperor Capital and was searching in this direction.

The people downstairs had already come up, and discovering that Hope Williams had escaped, they became annoyed.

"The woman has run away, chase her."

Taking this opportunity, Wesley Ruiz dashed out, a figure flashing in the darkness, instantly attracting the pursuing group’s attention.

"There he is, chase him."

Hope Williams hid behind the wall watching them chase after Wesley Ruiz, then she ran towards the stairs on the other side.

Meanwhile, gasping for breath, a subordinate reported to Uncle Ruiz, "Uncle Ruiz, bad news, Hope Williams has escaped."

"Where did she go?"

Uncle Ruiz furrowed his brows tightly, showing displeasure—a woman whose hands and feet were tied managed to escape; this was utter incompetence.