The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 296

Chapter 296 Five Years Ago 12

“Prepare twenty billion dollars in three days, ship it to the Derex Strait, and hang white flags on the ship, then someone will meet it.”

Boris hung up the phone without saying another word.

Kasen, who was staring at him, snorted slightly, “You’re smart.

”

“After seven days, you will get twenty billion dollars, then you should let her go.” Boris reminded him significantly, “If you are too greedy, you will get nothing and lose your life in the end.”

“Are you cursing me?” Kasen threatened him with narrowed eyes, “If so, you definitely die before me.”

Boris said calmly, “You know what I mean.”

would

Kasen’s expression turned dark, “When I get the money, you die. So cherish the last five days. And when you die, do you think she will remember you?”

Boris’ face took on a ghastly expression instantly.

Knowing that he had hit Boris in the right place, Kasen’s bad mood swept away, and he laughed, “She’ll be with another man after you’re gone. That’s why only an idiot would love someone with all his heart. It is indeed surprising that Boris, who is so famous abroad, would one day make such a losing proposition.

“You’ve spent so much money to protect her life, but unfortunately, she will no longer be yours.”

Boris’ lips trembled slightly, and his eyes cut at Kasen like a sword, “So what?”

“You idiot!” Kasen rubbed the bead bracelet in his hands, waved his hands, and ordered,

“Take him out.”

Boris glanced at the table, “There is one more thing.”

Kasen slowly raised his eyelids, “Do you think I’m the genie of the lamp who grants you three wishes? Get out of here before I get angry!”

“Give her three meals a day with vegetables and meat, and prepare some bedding.”

Boris said calmly.

Kasen directly grabbed the wine bottle on the table and threw it at Boris.

Boris dodged sideways.

The wine bottle hit the ground with a crisp sound.

Kasen smiled grimly, “You’re f**king kidnapped now, not on vacation! I’m doing you a favor by keeping you alive, so don’t make me put a bullet in your head! What the f**k are you all doing?! Teach him a lesson! Or else he thinks I’m some great guy!”

The men present rushed forward and beat Boris severely.

Tied hands and feet, Boris could not fight back but curled up in a ball to protect himself.

It was a long time before the men stopped.

Boris was lying on the ground with his face covered in blood. Kasen looked at him, annoyed, and waved his hand, “Drag him away.”

Several people grabbed Boris’ hair and dragged him out.

Beneath him was the coa rse sand, which at first hurt him very, very badly, and at last

the pain numbed him.

Boris heard all kinds of nasty words. The men spoke in Galia’s dialect at a breakneck pace, laughing and swearing, nothing nice to say.

When they got to the container, Boris was thrown in as soon as the door opened.

“Boom!”

“Boris!” Ziana heard the noise and rushed to the front. She looked at him on the

ground, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m fine.” He chuckled, and a rush of blood came to his throat, but he swallowed hard,

“Don’t worry about me.”

Ziana didn’t buy it, for her hands felt the warm liquid, sticky and faintly smelling of

blood.

She pursed her lips tightly, “Did they beat you?”

“It doesn’t matter.” Boris straightened up, touched her face, leaned over, and rubbed her face lightly, “It hurts a bit. But if my girlfriend kisses me, it won’t hurt so much.”

Ziana scolded with tears, “Idiot.”

Get B*nga

“Just give me a kiss, baby…” said Boris. After all, he didn’t have much time left to kiss

her.

Ziana approached slowly, first kissing his stubbly chin, then his lips, giving him a lingering kiss.

Boris didn’t dare to kiss deeply, for there was still some blood in his mouth, but Ziana was going against him, forcing his teeth open.

He resisted vaguely, “Baby…”

Ziana deepened the kiss.

Boris thought it was worth it.

The container was dark and smelly, but at that moment, the girl in front of him was as pious and holy as a goddess.

He wholeheartedly felt her warm touch, her love, and her care…

Then the kiss was over.

Both of them were a little out of breath.

Ziana slowed down for a while, and asked, “How was your negotiation with him?”

“He agreed.” Boris said, “What he wants is to get the money as soon as possible. And I can give it to him. Why doesn’t he agree?”

“How much does he want?” Ziana asked.

“Twenty billion dollars.”

“He’s really greedy.” Ziana sneered.

Boris said in a low voice, “As long as we can leave here, twenty billion is just a number.”

“Where did you get twenty billion dollars?” She wondered, “I’m sure the Lewis family wants you dead now, so why would they pay to save you?”

Boris looked at her face so closely, and couldn’t help biting her upturned nose, “Don’t underestimate your boyfriend. I actually have plenty of money.”

The words “your boyfriend” made Ziana blush.

After a while, she asked suspiciously, “Since he agreed, then why did he beat you?”

At this moment, the door of the container suddenly opened.

Ziana and Boris became vigilant in an instant, and they both looked toward the entrance at the same time.

A group of people came outside.

The leader was Kasen, and the men behind him each held a gun in their hands.

Kasen coughed violently from the stench, cursing, “Bring them out!”

Ziana asked coldly, “What do you want?”

Kasen ignored her, turned around, and walked out. His men held them at gunpoint, forcing them out of the container and back into the warehouse.

“What do you want?” Ziana asked again.

Kasen didn’t look at her at all, just stared at Boris and said, “It’s understandable that you want your girl to eat and sleep well, and I’m not an unreasonable person. After you left, I thought about it, and I might be willing to promise you that.”

Boris immediately understood, “What do

you

want?”

“Mr. Lewis, I know you’d agree without the least hesitation.” Kasen laughed, holding the bead bracelet in his hand and fiddling with them.

One of the men following behind suddenly stepped forward and threw a black plastic bag full of things on the ground.

Boris looked at him and asked silently.

Kasen raised his eyebrows and signaled him, “Open it and have a look.”

In fact, Boris already had a guess.

The plastic bag gave off a sickening and rotting smell. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

When Boris opened it, it turned out to be some garbage. All kinds of leftovers were mixed together, which made him sick to his stomach.

Ziana’s eyes turned red with anger and she cursed, “(Bas ta r d)! What are you going to do!”

“What do you think?” Kasen tilted his head to look at her, his broken eyebrows looked even fiercer, “My dear, everything has to be given. He wants you to eat, drink and sleep well, and he doesn’t want you to suffer, so he has to suffer not only for himself but for you. Don’t you understand that?”

“I don’t need that!” Ziana frowned and looked at Boris, “You don’t have to do this!”

“He has to do this!” Kasen laughed and said to Boris, “Eat all of these, and I will treat

her well!”

“Boris!” Ziana burst into tears anxiously, shaking her head frequently, “No! I don’t

want you to do this!”

Boris didn’t dare to look at her, and he asked Kasen sullenly, “Will you keep your

word?”

Kasen giggled, “Not always. But if you eat, I might keep my promise, and if you don’t, I definitely won’t.”

Boris understood, “I will eat.”

“Boris!” Ziana crawled over, crying, “Don’t… I don’t want you to do this for me!”

“You are Miss Scott.” Boris said warmly, “And Miss Scott should eat and sleep well. So please, turn your face away, and don’t look.”

“No!”

“If you look at me, I will feel bad.” At this time, he was still in the mood to joke with her, “When I did this for you today, it was for my own good. Then you won’t forget me, and you’ll always remember me. I didn’t do it for you. I did it for me. These are the means by which I can possess you forever.”

Boris knew that there was a high possibility that he would not survive.

This was the last thing he could do for her while he was alive.

“No… How can I let you do this?” Ziana’s body pressed against his, tears streaming

down her cheeks.

Boris sighed, “And how can I watch you suffer? You are Miss Scott, and Miss Scott

doesn’t deserve to suffer.”

He would give anything to keep her noble forever, even at the cost of his dignity and his life.

“Please don’t look, my love.” Boris pursed his lips, almost in a begging tone, “Save me some dignity, baby.”

Ziana knew what he meant, took a deep breath, and turned her head away.

If he tried to give her the best, then she had to accept it.

“How touching!” Kasen looked at him coldly, took out his phone, and started recording

a video, “If you want to eat it, eat it now. Don’t be a whiner. I’m going to make a video of Boris picking up garbage, and it’s going to go viral. From now on, everyone who sees me will treat me with respect!

“After all, I am the first person to make you suffer!”

“Eat quickly!” He laughed, held up his mobile phone, and suddenly said, “Wait a

minute, I will add something for you!”

Kasen got up from the chair, walked to the front, aimed at the black plastic bag, and spit

out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

“You want her to have a good meal? Sure, come on! Eat the phlegm, and I’ll get her

some meat!”

Boris remained expressionless and slowly lowered his head.

A group of people around laughed.

Kasen cursed while taking a video.

“Come on, everyone. This is Boris, eating garbage!

“F**k! He really ate my phlegm! (D amn), it’s disgusting!

“Boris is eating my trash. He’s nothing but my dog. He makes me sick!

“This is Boris who scares you? Bah! He’s nothing to me!

“Bah! I can’t do this video anymore! It’s disgusting!

When Boris was halfway through eating, Kasen vomited disgustingly, “You’re a (f** k i n g )

(b a s t a r d)!”

“Remember what you promised me.” Boris wiped his mouth with his sleeve and asked

expressionlessly.

Kasen turned around and walked away, shouting, “Scrag! Take them to room number

19!”

The dog-like thin man called a few people and quickly brought them to the second floor

of the warehouse.

There were many small rooms on the second floor.

And they were sent to room number 19.

The room was not very high-end, but it had a bed and a bathroom, which was much better than the container they stayed in before.

The men unlocked the iron locks on their hands, but the iron locks on their feet were

still there.

The door was still locked from the outside, and the room was surrounded by iron walls,

so it was still impossible to escape.

The scrag went back, bringing a meal, including three dishes, one soup, and a glass of

milk.

After he left, Boris called Ziana, “Baby, come and eat.”

Ziana pursed her mouth and only looked at him with red eyes. Suddenly, she cupped his face without hesitation and kissed him directly.

When Boris was about to kiss her lips, he turned his head suddenly, his voice trembling,

“Don’t. It’s dirty.”

After Ziana heard this, she bit his lips fiercely, but no matter how she snarled, she couldn’t part his lips.

She finally let go of him angrily, crying silently, “You’re a jerk.”

Boris smiled softly, “I know. Come on, let me feed you.”

In the next three days, except for those people who would deliver meals on time every day, no one bothered them again.

They were upstairs, and they could often hear the chaos downstairs, either playing cards or dancing to disco.

In the early morning of the fourth day, when the scrag came to deliver the meal, he said to Boris, “Kasen wants to see you.”