Chapter 12 A Dummy

• “Mmph!”
• Jennifer was absorbed in her thoughts when a massive hand quietly snaked to her front from behind without warning, clamping hard against her nose and mouth.
• When a peculiar smell wafted into her nostrils, she abruptly realized that it was chloroform.
• F*ck! I've been too careless!
• She cursed inwardly before she passed out.
• “The two of you are simply idiots. You can't even handle a dummy!” Lucas' countenance came into view from behind Jennifer.
• The two burly men he lambasted swung their gazes at him in unison with skepticism written all over their faces.
• Are you sure she's a dummy?
• Lucas arrived late, so he knew nothing about Jennifer's mind-boggling feat earlier. He merely assumed that he had hired two idiots who couldn't even kidnap someone who wasn't all there.
• “Why are the two of you still lying on the ground? Get up quickly and stuff her into the van!”
• The ruffian and his underling naturally had their reputations to maintain. If the fact that we were beaten by a mere slip of a girl today gets out, how are we going to continue in our line of work?
• For that reason, the two of them congruously said nothing about having been beaten by Jennifer. Enduring the pain wracking their bodies, they tossed the unconscious woman into the trunk.
• Then, the lot of them drove off in the van.
• Meanwhile, Mitchell's Maybach drove into the mansion.
• When he alighted from the car, his mesmerizing face was unveiled.
• His appearance had everyone's nerves stretching taut as they stood in several rows, awaiting their punishment.
• No one could tell how Jennifer went missing, and even the surveillance cameras didn't capture any instances of her leaving.
• Thus, she had either disappeared into thin air or was still in the mansion.
• At the thought that she went missing right under his nose, the temperature around Mitchell plummeted even lower.
• Right then, Emmett came over with a tablet and remarked softly, “Mr. White, this looks like Mr. Lucas' car.”
• Upon hearing that, Mitchell frowned even as he lowered his eyes and looked at the image. While the license plate was obscured, the eye-catching purple and green car was unique in the entire city.
• “Did Lucas come over today?” he asked James with a cold expression on his face.
• “Mr. Lucas? No, he hasn't been here,” James answered after deliberating for a moment.
• When Mitchell heard that, he thought of the third possibility behind Jennifer's disappearance.
• “Emmett, go and investigate Lucas' current whereabouts at once,” he ordered tersely, his pupils constricting a fraction.
• On the other hand, the van that held the kidnapped Jennifer came to a stop at the back entrance of a hotel.
• After climbing out of the van, Lucas opened the trunk. Smugness flooded him at the sight of the woman who was still out cold.
• “You, carry her upstairs!” Lucas instructed while pointing at the ruffian.
• And so, the man heaved Jennifer over his shoulder like a sack of grain before he followed behind Lucas.
• They went into the hotel while the underling remained outside.
• Out of the blue, Jennifer's closed eyes sprang open, and she mischievously winked at the man outside.
• All at once, the underling's face blanched in terror, and his lips unconsciously trembled. “B-B...”
• Alas, the ruffian couldn't hear him since he had already stepped into the elevator.
• In no time, Lucas and the man entered a suite. Jennifer was casually thrown onto the bed.
• After the ruffian had completed his task, he automatically excused himself.
• Just then, Lucas' phone rang, and he answered the call nonchalantly.
• “Yes, that's right! It's Room 6806. Come up quickly!”
• Having said a few words, he then hung up the phone. Subsequently, he looked at Jennifer on the bed triumphantly as though he could already see his imminent victory.
• “Not only does this plan of mine avenge Juliet, but it also sullies Mitchell's wife! I'm truly too brilliant!” He was wholly engrossed in his delusions at that moment.
• Unbeknownst to him, Jennifer had already opened her eyes and sat up on the bed.
• In the next second, the jubilance on Lucas' face vanished without a trace, only to be replaced by shock.