The Barrister's Love in Town

Chapter 485

Chapter 485 Come Out Here!

The door was kicked open, and a tall, burly man walked in with a lecherous grin. “Honey, come back home with me. Let’s not make a scene. We were just having a little argument. Do you really want to run away from home? Let’s go!”

The man forcefully grabbed her wrist and tried to take her

“Who are you? Let go of me! Help, someone!”

away.

Despite Amanda’s frantic screams, there was no one in sight. It felt as though the entire city. had been abandoned.

Undeterred, the man forcefully dragged her out of the motel. As they passed the front desk, the woman on duty seemed unfazed by the situation and remarked, “Keep it down, folks. Guests are sleeping. If you two want to argue, do it at home.”

“This is the payment for the broken door. Sorry about that. My wife and I just had a little disagreement, and she’s running away from home. It won’t happen again. Sorry for the

trouble.”

Amanda shook her head frantically. “It’s not like that at all! I don’t even know him! Call the police, please! He’s a human trafficker! I don’t know him, and I’m not his wife!”

“Fine, I don’t care about your family matters. Just go on your way, and don’t disturb others. trying to rest.”

And so, the man arrogantly dragged Amanda out of the small motel and onto the street. It was already 4 a.m., and the streets were deserted.

“What the heck are you going to do? Are you a human trafficker?”

With a face full of stubble, the man couldn’t help but chuckle. “Stop pretending to be innocent. Anyone staying in a place like that isn’t exactly a model citizen. You’d be better off coming with me. At least you’ll have a place to sleep.”

“Let

go of me! Get lost!” Amanda fought desperately, attempting to pull her hand back, but she was no match for a man nearly three times her size.

“You’re just a nobody without even an ID. Who would care if you drop dead? Stop making a

scene.”

Relentlessly, the man continued to drag her toward the car parked by the roadside. Amanda yelled in desperation, but there was no one around to hear her cries. Besides, this area was a red-light district with terrible security.

Amanda watched helplessly as she was about to be pulled into the car. She glanced at her phone and realized Elias would not rescue her.

She dialed 911 directly, but before the call could go through, the man snatched her phone and attempted to wrest it from her grasp.

Amanda clung to her phone with unwavering determination, resolute in not letting it bet taken away. She needed it to call Aiden.

“Give me the phone! Are you looking for death?” the man growled in frustration.

Amanda seized the man’s hand and sank her teeth into it as if wishing she could tear off a piece of his flesh. The man howled in pain and retaliated by kicking her in the stomach, sending her tumbling roughly a meter away.

“Ah!”

Wincing in pain, she clutched her aching stomach, but there was no time to dwell on the agony. She seized the opportunity to scramble to her feet and sprinted in the opposite direction.

However, the man quickly caught on and chased after her. “Stop right there! Don’t you dare

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Amanda sprinted with all her might, determined not to let him capture her. She couldn’t afford to be caught.

The man delivered a powerful blow to her neck in the next moment, causing a surge of dizziness, and she collapsed to the ground.

Elias, at the president’s office of Winters Enterprise, didn’t bother going back home because he knew sleep wouldn’t come easy. His thoughts were consumed by vivid images of Amanda standing beside Simon, and the tone of the child’s voice on the phone, addressing Simon affectionately as if he were their father.

The mere thought of it filled him with fury.

He sat in his office and smoked several packs of cigarettes. The smell of tobacco permeated

the room.

It wasn’t until close to 4 a.m. when he received that desperate call from Amanda that he felt like his lungs were about to burst with anxiety.

Then, when a second call came in, Elias began to suspect that something was terribly amiss. The call abruptly ended, as though a real emergency had occurred.

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What could possibly happen to Amanda at Simon’s place?

Could that useless Simon not even protect Amanda?

Elias frowned as he looked at his phone. He attempted to redial, but the call couldn’t connect

His intuition screamed at him that something had gone terribly wrong.

Quickly extinguishing his cigarette in the ashtray, he snatched his suit jacket and left the office without a second glance.

He sped all the way to the Nicholson Residence.

After ringing the doorbell, the maid hesitated to open the door and communicated with him. through the intercom, “Mr. Winters, what brings you here again? Mr. Nicholson isn’t at home, and Miss Bailey isn’t here either. The people you’re looking for aren’t here; only I’m at home.”

Only the maid is home? Can something have truly gone wrong?

Elias looked at the video doorbell and asked, “Where did Simon go? Where did Amanda go? Why aren’t they at home?”

“Miss Bailey was asked to leave by Miss Lynch, and Mr. Nicholson went out to find Miss Bailey.”

It was a tangled mess of a situation.

Elias grew increasingly impatient. “Who is Miss Lynch? Just explain everything!”

“Miss Lynch is Mr. Nicholson’s blind date. She’s quite fond of Mr. Nicholson, but Mr. Nicholson-”

Before the maid could finish her sentence, Elias had already pieced together the puzzle. He turned on his heels and retreated to his car, leaving the premises.

So, now, Amanda has disappeared, and Simon’s clueless about her whereabouts. She was driven away by Simon’s blind date.

What on earth is happening?

Isn’t Simon her boyfriend? Why is he on a blind date?

What is the relationship between Amanda and Simon?

Amidst a whirlwind of questions, Elias couldn’t afford to ponder them all. He needed to find Amanda first.

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Inside the car, Elias made a phone call. “Get me the location of a phone number right now. I need to know the location immediately.”

“Yes, give me a few minutes.”

After three minutes, a message appeared on Elias’ phone, confirming that the phone’s location had been successfully determined.

Elias hit the gas and headed toward the location.

The late-night streets were eerily empty, so speeding wasn’t a concern. The usual half-hour journey only took him a little over ten minutes to reach the pinpointed location.

However, there was no sign of anyone when he got out of the car.

Where could she be?

Elias instantly became furious and dialed the phone again. “Are you absolutely certain the location is here? I don’t see a soul in sight. What the hell am I supposed to find?”

“Mr. Winters, the phone’s GPS location is undoubtedly here. There is absolutely no mistake!”

He ended the call and dialed Amanda’s phone number.

Suddenly, a faint ringtone echoed from somewhere nearby.

Frowning, Elias followed the sound and found the phone discarded in a nearby flowerbed. He picked it up and noticed that his own phone number was displayed on the screen.

To his surprise, it wasn’t a saved contact name but his phone number.

This seemed to be a new phone with no contacts saved. In an instant, he realized Amanda had memorized his number and used it to call for help.

Suddenly, an overwhelming sense of unease washed over him.

Where could she be now?

With a panicked expression, Elias scanned his surroundi