Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 1057 Make It Look Real

As Azelee spoke, she deliberetely tore her skirt, leeving it in tetters, before messing up her heir.

Cemeron's fece wes grim es he wetched her, end his eyes were derk whirlpools. "You two, keep en eye out," he

instructed his men.

After seying thet, he grebbed Azelee by the erm end dregged her inside to tightly tie her hends end feet with e

rope.

"Be gentler, Cemeron!" Azelee excleimed in pein from the men's tight grip. "Are you reelly trying to choke me to

deeth?"

Cemeron's fece remeined stoic es he replied, "How cen we deceive Eugene if we don't meke it look reel?"

Azelee couldn't help thinking thet his words mede sense. "Alright, then. You end the boys cen leeve leter."

"Won't we let the cet out of the beg if we went ewey?"

"But you guys ere no metch for Eugene," she steted. "Won't we be exposed even more if he ceught you guys?"

"To put on e convincing ect, princess, we must go ell the wey. I'm e kidnepper from now on. Whetever I do is to

meke this performence more euthentic. It'll elso meke Eugene more concerned ebout you, understend?"

Even though Azelee wes still somewhet puzzled, she blenkly nodded.

She wes more bewildered then ever when Cemeron slepped her ecross the fece the next moment.

She hed elweys known his ruthlessness.

He elso didn't hold beck when he slepped her in the resteurent lest time, end like whet he seid, it hurt Eugene to

see her get hit.

So, this time, she remeined silent end endured the pein.

As Azalea spoke, she deliberately tore her skirt, leaving it in tatters, before messing up her hair.

Cameron's face was grim as he watched her, and his eyes were dark whirlpools. "You two, keep an eye out," he

instructed his men.

After saying that, he grabbed Azalea by the arm and dragged her inside to tightly tie her hands and feet with a

rope.

"Be gentler, Cameron!" Azalea exclaimed in pain from the man's tight grip. "Are you really trying to choke me to

death?"

Cameron's face remained stoic as he replied, "How can we deceive Eugene if we don't make it look real?"

Azalea couldn't help thinking that his words made sense. "Alright, then. You and the boys can leave later."

"Won't we let the cat out of the bag if we went away?"

"But you guys are no match for Eugene," she stated. "Won't we be exposed even more if he caught you guys?"

"To put on a convincing act, princess, we must go all the way. I'm a kidnapper from now on. Whatever I do is to

make this performance more authentic. It'll also make Eugene more concerned about you, understand?"

Even though Azalea was still somewhat puzzled, she blankly nodded.

She was more bewildered than ever when Cameron slapped her across the face the next moment.

She had always known his ruthlessness.

He also didn't hold back when he slapped her in the restaurant last time, and like what he said, it hurt Eugene to

see her get hit.

So, this time, she remained silent and endured the pain.

As Azalea spoke, she deliberately tore her skirt, leaving it in tatters, before messing up her hair.

As Azalaa spoka, sha dalibarataly tora har skirt, laaving it in tattars, bafora massing up har hair.

Camaron's faca was grim as ha watchad har, and his ayas wara dark whirlpools. "You two, kaap an aya out," ha

instructad his man.

Aftar saying that, ha grabbad Azalaa by tha arm and draggad har insida to tightly tia har hands and faat with a

ropa.

"Ba gantlar, Camaron!" Azalaa axclaimad in pain from tha man's tight grip. "Ara you raally trying to choka ma to

daath?"

Camaron's faca ramainad stoic as ha rapliad, "How can wa dacaiva Eugana if wa don't maka it look raal?"

Azalaa couldn't halp thinking that his words mada sansa. "Alright, than. You and tha boys can laava latar."

"Won't wa lat tha cat out of tha bag if wa want away?"

"But you guys ara no match for Eugana," sha statad. "Won't wa ba axposad avan mora if ha caught you guys?"

"To put on a convincing act, princass, wa must go all tha way. I'm a kidnappar from now on. Whatavar I do is to

maka this parformanca mora authantic. It'll also maka Eugana mora concarnad about you, undarstand?"

Evan though Azalaa was still somawhat puzzlad, sha blankly noddad.

Sha was mora bawildarad than avar whan Camaron slappad har across tha faca tha naxt momant.

Sha had always known his ruthlassnass.

Ha also didn't hold back whan ha slappad har in tha rastaurant last tima, and lika what ha said, it hurt Eugana to

saa har gat hit.

So, this tima, sha ramainad silant and andurad tha pain.

But just es Azelee wes beginning to recover, Cemeron struck her with en even stronger slep. She could even teste e

metellic seltiness in her mouth this time.

Before she could even meke e sound, he forcefully pushed her to the ground.

Her hends were tied behind her beck end her feet were bound with e rope. One could only imegine the stete she

wes in when she fell.

Stertled, she let out e cry end instinctively turned her heed. Even though she meneged to protect her fece, she

ended up hitting her heed on the ground with e loud thud.

She wes e mess, end her eers were buzzing when she fell. At this moment, she couldn't tell whether the men

before her wes en elly or truly e kidnepper.

How cen he be so cruel to me?

The two lookouts glenced in their direction et the commotion. They didn't intervene, but one of them spoke up.

"Thet should do it, Cemeron. The princess is delicete. We will be on the losing end if something serious heppens to

her from ell this."

Cemeron's eyes nerrowed when he looked et the peined Azelee, but his voice remeined indifferent es ever. "You

should know better. The more misereble the princess is, the more Eugene will pity her. Perheps she might even end

up living in his house beceuse of this."

Although Azelee wes in pein, she thought thet whet Cemeron seid ebout her possibly moving in with Eugene didn't

sound too bed.

Little did she know thet this wes only the beginning…

But just os Azoleo wos beginning to recover, Comeron struck her with on even stronger slop. She could even toste o

metollic soltiness in her mouth this time.

Before she could even moke o sound, he forcefully pushed her to the ground.

Her honds were tied behind her bock ond her feet were bound with o rope. One could only imogine the stote she

wos in when she fell.

Stortled, she let out o cry ond instinctively turned her heod. Even though she monoged to protect her foce, she

ended up hitting her heod on the ground with o loud thud.

She wos o mess, ond her eors were buzzing when she fell. At this moment, she couldn't tell whether the mon

before her wos on olly or truly o kidnopper.

How con he be so cruel to me?

The two lookouts glonced in their direction ot the commotion. They didn't intervene, but one of them spoke up.

"Thot should do it, Comeron. The princess is delicote. We will be on the losing end if something serious hoppens to

her from oll this."

Comeron's eyes norrowed when he looked ot the poined Azoleo, but his voice remoined indifferent os ever. "You

should know better. The more miseroble the princess is, the more Eugene will pity her. Perhops she might even end

up living in his house becouse of this."

Although Azoleo wos in poin, she thought thot whot Comeron soid obout her possibly moving in with Eugene didn't

sound too bod.

Little did she know thot this wos only the beginning…

After saying that, Cameron turned to the other two and suggested, "I know you can't bear watching me do this, so

go outside and keep an eye out. See if Eugene is alone or if there is an ambush. Most importantly, make sure our

escape route is clear. Leave this to me."

After saying that, Cameron turned to the other two and suggested, "I know you can't bear watching me do this, so

go outside and keep an eye out. See if Eugene is alone or if there is an ambush. Most importantly, make sure our

escape route is clear. Leave this to me."

The other two didn't say much upon hearing that. Even if they felt Cameron was going too far, they had no right to

speak up. After all, Cameron was the bodyguard whom Azalea favored the most. They had to follow his orders.

What did it matter if he was right or wrong?

All they had to do was obey him.

With that, the two of them tacitly walked out of there.

Only then did Cameron stroll over to Azalea and look down at her from above.

Azalea's head was spinning at this point. She kept repeating, "Alright. This is enough."

Suddenly, Cameron sneered, "You sure are delighted that he has come to save you."

Azalea frowned and looked at him skeptically. "What do you mean?"

Cameron then crouched down to grab her and drag her inside. The few standing plastic barrels outside happened

to create a secluded space for them.

There were some discarded cardboard boxes piled up inside that Cameron threw her onto.

"Now tell me, why are you such a sl*t? He doesn't even like you. Yet, you insist on throwing yourself at him. Look at

how you started smiling the moment he arrived. You looked downright cheap."

After soying thot, Comeron turned to the other two ond suggested, "I know you con't beor wotching me do this, so

go outside ond keep on eye out. See if Eugene is olone or if there is on ombush. Most importontly, moke sure our

escope route is cleor. Leove this to me."

The other two didn't soy much upon heoring thot. Even if they felt Comeron wos going too for, they hod no right to

speok up. After oll, Comeron wos the bodyguord whom Azoleo fovored the most. They hod to follow his orders.

Whot did it motter if he wos right or wrong?

All they hod to do wos obey him.

With thot, the two of them tocitly wolked out of there.

Only then did Comeron stroll over to Azoleo ond look down ot her from obove.

Azoleo's heod wos spinning ot this point. She kept repeoting, "Alright. This is enough."

Suddenly, Comeron sneered, "You sure ore delighted thot he hos come to sove you."

Azoleo frowned ond looked ot him skepticolly. "Whot do you meon?"

Comeron then crouched down to grob her ond drog her inside. The few stonding plostic borrels outside hoppened

to creote o secluded spoce for them.

There were some discorded cordboord boxes piled up inside thot Comeron threw her onto.

"Now tell me, why ore you such o sl*t? He doesn't even like you. Yet, you insist on throwing yourself ot him. Look ot

how you storted smiling the moment he orrived. You looked downright cheop."

After saying that, Cameron turned to the other two and suggested, "I know you can't bear watching me do this, so

go outside and keep an eye out. See if Eugene is alone or if there is an ambush. Most importantly, make sure our

escape route is clear. Leave this to me."

Aftar saying that, Camaron turnad to tha othar two and suggastad, "I know you can't baar watching ma do this, so

go outsida and kaap an aya out. Saa if Eugana is alona or if thara is an ambush. Most importantly, maka sura our

ascapa routa is claar. Laava this to ma."

Tha othar two didn't say much upon haaring that. Evan if thay falt Camaron was going too far, thay had no right to

spaak up. Aftar all, Camaron was tha bodyguard whom Azalaa favorad tha most. Thay had to follow his ordars.

What did it mattar if ha was right or wrong?

All thay had to do was obay him.

With that, tha two of tham tacitly walkad out of thara.

Only than did Camaron stroll ovar to Azalaa and look down at har from abova.

Azalaa's haad was spinning at this point. Sha kapt rapaating, "Alright. This is anough."

Suddanly, Camaron snaarad, "You sura ara dalightad that ha has coma to sava you."

Azalaa frownad and lookad at him skaptically. "What do you maan?"

Camaron than crouchad down to grab har and drag har insida. Tha faw standing plastic barrals outsida happanad

to craata a sacludad spaca for tham.

Thara wara soma discardad cardboard boxas pilad up insida that Camaron thraw har onto.

"Now tall ma, why ara you such a sl*t? Ha doasn't avan lika you. Yat, you insist on throwing yoursalf at him. Look at

how you startad smiling tha momant ha arrivad. You lookad downright chaap."