Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

Chapter 156 Hiram, I Hate You

Hiram didn't do anything when Zachary and his gang dragged Rachel away. He just stood still, glaring

at them as he thought to himself, 'Rachel, I am so sorry...

My father has already suffered the pain of losing a loved one once. I can't bear to let him experience

such pain again.

I know you hate me, but I hate myself more than you do.'

"Hiram, your hand..." Chad said, noticing that Hiram was clenching his fist so tightly that he had had

blood all over his hand, and it was dripping to the ground.

However, Hiram just turned his back to Zachary and Rachel, seeming to have not heard Chad's words.

He told Chad, "Tell Kun not to shoot. Rachel has a bomb on her."

"Okay. But Zachary is so cunning. Should we just let them go like this?" Chad asked, unwilling to let

them go without a fight.

Hearing no answer from Hiram, Chad immediately turned around and walked away.

At the same time, in a silver Iveco outside the theater, Daniel and Kun were sitting in front of the

computer.

"No, we can't take the shot. I've detected that Rachel has a bomb on her, " Daniel said with a frown. He

hadn't expected these kidnappers to be so knowledgeable and experienced that they used both guns

and a bomb.

Kun, who was wearing the police uniform, stared pensively at the screen of the computer and said,

"Zachary has spent so many years plotting this. He must have prepared everything well. I'll tell my men

about this bomb and order them not to make any move."

"Then, what should we do? Just sit here and watch them take Rachel away?" Daniel asked, pounding

his fist on the table.

"There's nothing we can do. If we can't take the shot, we have to let them go, " Kun said with a sigh.

Then, he opened the car door and got out of the car.

Looking at Kun, Daniel suddenly had an idea and followed him out of the car immediately.

Rachel was dragged all the way into a van like a puppet. She could see the red lights of police cars

flashing outside the theater. Hundreds of policemen had already surrounded them.

And yet, despite their numbers, No one dared to save her right there and then.

Numbed by the horror of being kidnapped again, Rachel looked down at the bomb around her waist

with a blank expression on her face. When their van started, the policemen parted and made way for

them to leave.

Zachary shouted to them from the van, "Don't follow us. Or we'll chop off one of her arms and send it to

you."

The van drove all the way to the suburban area of H city without any barriers or obstacles.

Since Rachel had been tied up, she couldn't escape or fight them. It seemed that all the smart self-

rescues that appeared on television were fake and impossible.

How could it be possible to meet with so many opportunities and coincidence in real life?

When situations became extreme, the outcome was usually the opposite of the expected one, such as

fear. Too much fear would make a person feel numb.

But what really made her feel numb was Hiram, Who had promised her her safety, And yet broke that

promise and saved his sister instead of her when actually faced with the situation.

Even if Hiram managed to save Rachel, whatever he might explain to her later, the truth was that he

would always put his family members first.

She was just an outsider

Whom he slept with.

If she died, the marriage and the property agreement would become invalid and all the money and

assets would naturally go to Hiram. Would he even lose a penny?

Zachary took a look at Rachel, who was sitting there silently, and then said, "You're such a tough

woman.

Other women in these situations will be as scared as hell. You look very calm."

Rachel smiled and said with a dull look in her eyes, "This is the second time I'm being kidnapped after

marrying Hiram two months ago. I know that you won't go easy on me this time. Am I right?" Rachel

asked.

"No, we won't. You're a smart woman. It's useless killing you. You're just a woman who was newly

married to Hiram. Even if you die, Hiram and his family won't feel sad about your loss for very long. But

I still can't release you, "

Zachary said truthfully. Since Rachel was already in their grip, it didn't matter if he revealed everything

to her.

Rachel slowly shifted her eyes to the view outside the van. The street lamps and green belt were fading

away quickly at the pace their van was going, As if they were heading for the palace of death.

The van drove all the way down the street without meeting any obstacle. However, Zachary switched

cars in the course of their journey for their own safety.

Perhaps, they were scared that there was a tracker in the van.

They kept driving until dawn the next day. Rachel didn't know where they were. The only thing she

knew at that moment was that they were very far from H City.

"Zachary, what should we do with this woman? Do we really need to take her with us?" one of his gang

members asked.

They had parked their car in front of a corn field. Since it was July, the corn stalks had grown tall, taller

than the men, so no one would be able to notice them standing in the corn field.

Zachary smoked for a while and said, "Woolf isn't married yet. I think we should give this woman to

him, and let him keep a close eye on her."

"What? Give this woman to Woolf?" his gang member asked in astonishment, thinking that he had

misunderstood. He hadn't expected Zachary to decide to send Rachel, Hiram's wife, to a bachelor

living in a remote village.

He thought to himself, 'It's like putting a flower in cow dung.'

Although he wasn't completely literate and had only graduated from primary school, this sentence

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"I want our actions to be unpredictable. As long as this woman is in our grip, Hiram won't dare to kill us.

And by the time they find her, we will be long gone, " Zachary said, taking a drag from his cigarette.

"Boss, you're right. Then, shall we get started immediately?" the other man asked.

Zachary took a look at the car beside them and said, "Yes, but be careful. Don't let anybody spot us."

After a bumpy ride, Rachel, who had fallen asleep, was awoken from her slumber and forcefully

dragged out of the car. She still felt sleepy when getting out the car, but the refreshing breeze from the

mountain area sobered her up immediately.

Noticing that the bomb tied around her waist had been removed, Rachel looked at Zachary in confusion

and asked, "Where are you taking me to?"

"Girl, not killing you is the biggest mercy we can give to you. So, don't be too fussy about where we're

going next, "

Zachary said, while one of his men blindfolded her.

"Take her away! Tell them to keep a close eye on her. If they lose her, they will have to face serious

consequences, " Zachary told his men.

Rachel wanted to say something, but someone gagged her mouth immediately. With her eyes covered,

she was dragged up to the mountain area.

Rachel didn't know how much distance they had covered after a long time of walking on the mountain

road, but she felt exhausted. If it wasn't for the men that were dragging her, she would have rolled

down the hill already.

It wasn't until they reached their destination that the men removed Rachel's blindfold. But she

immediately narrowed her eyes after sudden contact with the glaring sunlight.

She also took the opportunity to look around, only to find herself in a underdeveloped village where the

houses had been built with earth and the barks of dogs could be heard.

'Where is this place?' Rachel thought to herself.

"Woolf, you are so lucky. Our boss Zachary is giving this woman to you as your wife. Watch her closely,

and don't let her escape. Do you hear me?" one of the men asked.

"Wi... Wife?" Woolf asked.

He had gotten excited immediately at the word 'wife.' He stared at Rachel and said, "She's so beautiful.

She's even more beautiful than the widow of the Zhang family."