Chapter 645

The man pretending to be a traffic police officer found the phone that Rosalie had dropped under the car seat. The screen showed that she was on a call. He immediately hung up and turned around. "Stupid bitch! Trying to call for help, huh?"

"Boss, let's leave first. We don't want any passersby to see us," one of his subordinates suggested.

The man nodded. "Get her into the van. Let's go."

Rosalie was forcibly dragged into the van by several men, and then they all left in a convoy. Her car was also driven away.

The road was quiet and empty once again, as if nothing had happened.

Inside the van, Rosalie's hands and feet were bound. A sweaty, large hand pinched her chin and turned her head to face him.

"I didn't expect Laila to have such a beautiful niece."

Rosalie tried to stay calm. She asked coldly, "Did she ask you to capture me?"

"That's right. If you had just lent her the money, this wouldn't have happened. Since you're so stingy, your aunt had no choice but to cut ties with