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Chapter 946 Tell Me Where She Is
Feeling impatient and annoyed, Olivia threw fists at the few men and asked, "Do you guys know who I am?!"
However, since she wasn't their main target, they didn't bother responding to her. When the car was out of sight,
they stopped and dispersed.
"Hey…" Olivia chased after one of the men, but before she could catch up to him, he got into a car and left. Those
people are after Jewel, but who are they? She then stood by the roadside and tried to flag down a cab while calling
Jewel. When no one answered the call, Olivia began to grow more anxious. To make matters worse, she didn't come
across a single cab at all. Just when she was worried about what to do next, a man riding a motorcycle pulled up
beside her.
While Olivia was wondering who the man was, she could already hear him asking, "What are you doing here, lady?"
"Christoff?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You recognize me, don't you?" Christoff smiled after he lifted the helmet's face shield.
Olivia felt surprised, for it was her first time seeing Christoff so happy. "Thank God it's you. Come on, I need your
help catching up to the few cabs ahead of us."
"What's wrong?" Christoff asked with a serious look on his face.
"Jewel has been taken by them. Hurry up!" Olivia replied.
"She's been taken? I thought she could fight well."
"They drugged us. Stop asking the questions and move!"
"Relax, we'll make it. How long has it been since they left?"
"Less than ten minutes since the first cab left."
"Good. Hop on," Christoff responded.
"Thanks! Now, go!" Olivia swung her leg over to the other side of the motorcycle and sat on the seat.
"Hold on tight." Christoff held Olivia's hand and placed it on his waist. "I ride like the flash, and you don't want to fall
halfway."
Olivia didn't answer him. After all, she was starting to feel a little dizzy with the speed, feeling as though she was
going to fly off the bike if she didn't hold onto Christoff tightly. "Alright, I heard you. Now, hurry up and hit the road!"
Christoff smiled and turned on his engine, pushing the throttle shortly before the bike shot off like a rocket. Needless
to say, Olivia could tell that Christoff was a big fan of motorcycle racing. Due to her love for motorcycles as well,
she didn't think they were traveling fast enough even though Christoff was already pushing the speed limit.
As they overtook several cabs, Christoff tilted his head and asked, "Can you identify which cab it was?"
"The registration plate number was 357, and the cab was blue in color!" Olivia shouted.
Following that, Christoff didn't say a single word more as he concentrated on spotting the blue cab Olivia had
described. Then, he pulled over and looked over his shoulder, expressing his doubts to the lady behind him. He said,
"There are no road forks along this way, but why haven't we caught up to them until now? This is strange."
"Could they have stopped by somewhere else?" Olivia was curious.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmUpon hearing Olivia's words, Christoff believed her intuition could be right. Thus, they doubled back and traveled
back to where they had come from while observing their surroundings. Soon, Christoff noticed a motel with a blue
cab parked right outside its entrance. "Is that the one?"
"Yes, that's it. Hurry up! Take me there," Olivia replied. Not long after that, Christoff pulled over right outside the
motel, whereupon the duo entered the building.
"Excuse me, may I know which room that passenger is in?" Olivia approached the front desk and asked.
The receptionist replied, "I'm sorry, miss. This is a matter that concerns the privacy of our customers, so I don't
think I can help you."
While Olivia was trying to figure out an explanation, Christoff beat her to it and impatiently relayed the urgency of
the situation to the receptionist. "That passenger is her sister. She's been drugged and taken here. If anything
happens to her, it's going to be on you." The receptionist was shocked when she heard that, staring at Olivia in a
panicky manner.
"Yes, that's true. Now, tell me where she is!"
The receptionist took a look at the computer and answered, "They're in room 603." Upon hearing that, they wasted
no time waiting and made their way directly to the elevator.
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