The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 1567 Kidnapped

"Black, I also miss you very much. How about this? Give me a kiss and then you go home? Just a kiss, Honey, okay? I'm really not in a good mood tonight. Please!" Holley pleaded piteously, seemingly pretty perplexed.

Holley's rejection came as a blow to Black. Her reply was absolutely contrary to what he thought of her. Her refusal to obey him was the last thing Black had ever expected after so much of requesting and begging. Anyways, much to his disappointment, Holley turned him down relentlessly.

Black glanced at Holley. He could mark a change in Holley's behavior but was still not sure about the reason. Maybe, she was holding back something in her mind that he was not aware of. Thinking about this, Black embraced Holley and kissed her on her forehead lovingly, saying, "Holley, are you still bothered because of the assassin? Are you afraid that he'll come back again?" Holley couldn't help snorting secretly. 'Of course, you idiot!' she thought with disgust. What other reason would have made her turn to Black had it not been for Bernard's threat? However, to her distress, before she could solve the problem of Bernard, Ferry came back.

Her situation aptly justified the proverb "Misfortunes never come alone." But she also knew that Black would not be able to defuse her crisis with Ferry.

At the thought of it, Holley heaved a deep sigh and said, "Black, in fact, I'm worried about you. You and your father have not been getting along too well of late. I think, maybe you shouldn't bother him with my problems anymore. What do you think?"

"But I have promised to help you, and I have also mentioned it to him once. Don't worry, my dear. Just as I said, he agreed to protect you. I'm sure nobody will dare to hurt you now," Black said confidently.

"I know. But the assassin organization is far too dangerous. I don't want to involve your father in it because of my safety. I asked for your help before because I didn't think through it carefully. But now I realize that I did a bad thing!" Holley sighed, putting on a regretful look.

"Holley, don't ever say that again; otherwise I'll be mad at you! You know what? We are family! I must help you and protect you!" Black said, sounding a little offended.

He thought that Holley was making excuses to push him away, which irritated him.

"All right. But today I'm really very exhausted. If you stay here, I won't get a good night's sleep. Will you go back home tonight, please?" Holley pleaded again. Left with no choice, Black agreed to leave.

"Alright then. Take care of yourself. I will leave now!" Black said.

"Don't worry. I'll take care of myself," Holley answered sweetly.

Black stood up unwillingly and took his leave.

After Black was gone, Holley heaved a sigh of relief.

However, as soon as she calmed down, one name kept haunting her and she couldn't help but slump on the sofa powerlessly like a deflated ball. Sheryl! She was the one. She was responsible for everything. She had sent Holley into this distressful situation. Sheryl was her sworn enemy!

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Feeling overwhelmingly grieved, Sheryl had no place to go but her own company.

She had no idea what she should do now. When she asked for help, everybody turned their back at her, including Charles. This was the first time that Sheryl had found herself in such a desperate situation. Sheryl had nearly lost her mind in despair.

All of a sudden, she was startled by the cell phone buzzing.

It was an unknown number. She looked at it for a while and then picked it up.

"Is that Sheryl?" a man asked from the other end of the line. Sheryl was surprised that the man knew her. At the same time, she also felt a little uncanny about this unfamiliar voice. She couldn't help feeling suspicious about his identity.

"Who are you?" she asked in a cold tone.

"Listen to my orders if you want to save Nick!" the man said curtly, without answering her question.

"Who are you?" Sheryl questioned him vigilantly in a louder voice.

"Go to No. 158, Xian Street in one hour. Alone. If you don't, you will be responsible for Nick's death!" The line went dead after the mysterious voice gave its orders.

Sheryl was left aghast. She didn't expect him to hang up so soon. The man must have been involved in Nick's case.

But who was he?

Somehow Sheryl felt that his voice sounded familiar to her, but she couldn't figure out who he was.

Without any further hesitation, Sheryl decided to go there to save Nick.

Her immediate impulse was to inform Isla. However, she could neither find her in her office nor reach her by phone.

The mysterious man had asked her to come alone. Sheryl was afraid that he might hurt her, so she left a note for Isla explaining the whole story. Then she grabbed a fruit knife for protection before she set out. "Ms. Xia, why are you taking the knife?" Phoebe asked in amazement. She noticed that Sheryl rushed out of her office in a panic to look for Isla, and then she came out of the pantry with a knife in her hand. 'What happened?' Phoebe couldn't help wondering.

"Um...Nothing. It's for protection. If Isla comes back, tell her to go to my office," Sheryl said. Sheryl had left the note on her table. If Isla came to her office, she would surely see it.

"Okay, Ms. Xia," Phoebe answered. But Sheryl was in such a rush that she didn't even wait to hear her reply. She took long strides to reach the spot as soon as she could.

Phoebe found Sheryl's behavior a little strange but she didn't pay much heed to it. Maybe Sheryl just had something urgent to deal with.

Half an hour later, Sheryl arrived at No. 158, Xian Street on time. She looked around and found that it was a small alley behind a bar. It looked old and shady with very few people. Not too many people would come here at such an hour.

Sheryl sensed a strange uneasiness as she entered the street. Gradually, her heart started beating fast as she felt both afraid and worried. She looked around and decided to wait.

For a long time, nobody approached her. The few pedestrians who were there on the street glanced at her once in a while as they speculated about her standing there at such odd hour. But then all of them went about minding their own business.

When Sheryl became impatient and was about to give up, a man suddenly appeared wearing a mask. He said, "Follow me."

But Sheryl wasn't moving. "Wait! Who are you? Why should I come with you?" Sheryl blurted out. She sized the man up from head to toe and was further convinced that she really didn't know him.

Even though he wore a mask, Sheryl could still tell from his physique, hair, and eyes that he was a stranger to her. But Sheryl thought that he was merely a pawn. The actual mastermind wouldn't show up so readily.

The man looked up at her but immediately turned away as if he was afraid that Sheryl could recognize him.

"Do you want to save Nick or not?" he threatened Sheryl once again.

Sheryl nodded her consent.

"Good! Give me your cell phone and bag!" the man commanded as soon as they boarded a car.

"Why?" Sheryl asked defiantly. Even though Sheryl was in a passive situation, she didn't want to let him think that he could do anything to her easily.

"Do you think I'm stupid enough to give you the chance to call the police? We'll give all your belongings back to you when we set you free!" he said sounding impatient with Sheryl's questions.

"Humph! You are a group of people, while I'm just a woman all alone out here. Are you all such cowards that you're afraid of a woman?" Sheryl sneered on purpose to provoke the man. She knew that the more he talked, the more information she could get from him.

"Shut your mouth! If you really want to save Nick, just give me those!" the man thundered at her angrily. Sheryl's taunt humiliated him.

Sheryl fell into silence since she was threatened again. She didn't dare to provoke him anymore and handed over her cell phone and bag to him obediently. Then her eyes were covered by a piece of cloth. 'Do you really have to be so mysterious?' she complained in her mind.