Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace - Chapter 165

Chapter 165: CHAPTER 165 Chapter 165: CHAPTER 165 Damn it… As the car was hit, I could still hear Zion cursing… I felt warmth on my face.

Looking up, I saw Dexter face.

He was protecting me, holding me tightly.

Blood dripped from his forehead, down his chin, and onto my face.

“Dexter…” Perhaps because of the drugs, his consciousness was hazy.

“Zion… there are more of them!” I heard Eason’s panicked voice, which sounded distant.

A dozen people got out of the truck that had crashed into us.

Clearly, they were targeting Dexter and me.

“Dexter…” I panicked, calling out his name anxiously.

The deformed car door was forcefully ripped open.

Eason and Zion were trapped and unable to escape.

“What are you doing?

Police!” Eason shouted angrily, but those people seemed unfazed.

Dexter and I were dragged out of the car, and blood blurred my vision.

“Dexter…” Suddenly, someone hit me on the head with a baton.

The ringing in my ears grew louder as my consciousness slowly faded.

“Dexter…” When I woke up again, my head was throbbing painfully.

I called out Dexter’s name, but I couldn’t see anything clearly in the darkness.

Suddenly, the lights in the warehouse lit up.

I saw the person who had walked in.

It was Dax Black.

He was released?

It seemed Ignatius used some connections.

Dax was known for holding grudges.

He must have been waiting to vent his anger.

My head ached terribly as I nervously looked around.

That bastard tied my hands and feet.

I couldn’t escape now… “Bring him in” Dax commanded in a deep voice as he pinched my chin.

His henchmen dragged the bloodled Dexter from the other room and threw him to the side.

The effects of the drug hadn’t yet worn off, and Dexter was still unconscious.

“Dax!” I screamed, trying to get to Dexter to check on him.

“What a pity…” Dax grabbed my hair and laughed hysterically.

“You chose a lunatic.

It’s a shame.” “Dax!

You kidnapped-” Dax slapped me hard.

I fell heavily to the ground, my vision darkening and my ears ringing again.

“Sophia…” Dexter was awakened by the splash of cold water, and he called out my name.

Perhaps they knew Dexter had been drugged and couldn’t fight back due to his injuries, so they didn’t tie him up.

They only pressed his head to the ground.

“Let him go…” I shouted anxiously, praying that Zion and Eason would find us soon.

Even if Dax were crazy, he wouldn’t dare attack the police.

Zion and Eason would definitely find us… “Dexter, you’ve been playing a deep game, huh?” Dax laughed, picking up a baton from the ground and hitting Dexter’s back hard.

“You’ve been colluding with Ewan for a long time, right?

You’ve been tunneling the Black family, trying to take it over.

You even planted a spy by my side to betray me!” Dax hit Dexter hard with another baton.

“I’m telling you, if you push me too far, I won’t be the only one who won’t survive!” Dax threatened viciously.

“Let him go!

Stop hitting him…” I screamed hysterically as I was pinned to the ground.

Dexter was already injured.

If Dax kept hitting him, he could die.

Dexter spat out blood and stared at Dax with cold eyes.

“Dexter…” I cried out his name.

Dexter struggled with all his might, but he hadn’t regained his strength yet.

He looked at me pitifully.

He clenched his fists tightly, desperately trying to regain his strength.

“Aren’t you quite capable?

Huh?

Why don’t you act tough with me now?

Show me!” Dax threw away his cigarette and kicked Dexter hard.

I cried and shook my head, looking at Dexter with anguish.

“Do you know… why Martin bailed you out but didn’t let you get close to the Black Group?” Dexter laughed coldly.

His arms were tied up, and the blood on his lips contrasted sharply with his pale face.

“Because… apart from you, he has another illegitimate child.

He’s a promising finance student from the prestigious Huma University, a truly… clean and unblemished heir.” Dexter laughed cruelly.

Dax had been a pawn that Martin was ready to abandon from the very beginning.

I wasn’t very clear about the Black family’s situation, but Dax’s sudden attack on me and Dexter must have been triggered by something.

If it were Martin’s people, it would have been enough to kill me and Dexter during the car accident.

There would be no need to capture us.

“That old fool wants to sacrifice me to save his son.

He wants me to bear all the blame alone?” Dax laughed.

Apparently, he already knew that he was the pawn.

“All of this… It was all your calculation, wasn’t it?

You purposely intensified the conflicts within the Black family, making us help you eliminate James and Ignatius.

Then, you watched us tear each other apart.You were watching the Black family slowly fall into ruin.” Dax suddenly understood and took a step back, laughing maniacally as he looked at Dexter with a hint of fear in his eyes.

He was afraid of Dexter?

How was that possible… Dexter had been wandering all this time… “You really are a lunatic…” Dax’s eyes filled with fear, gripping the baton in his hand tightly.

“As long as kill you, it’ll all be over.” I looked at Dax in horror, struggling and secretly untying the rope behind me.

“Dax!

What’s gotten into you?

He’s been wandering all this time.

How could he plot against you?

The Black family has done so much evil.

You’re reaping what you sow.

Why put the blame on Dexter?

Don’t you dare kill him!” Dax sneered and glanced at me, walking over to grab my hair.

“Since you’re a lunatic… I want to see if you have any weaknesses.” A hint of panic flashed in Dexter’s eyes.

He struggled with all his might.

“Dax!

I’m the one plotting against you and the Black family!

Come at me!” Dax laughed maniacally, perhaps realizing he was driven to a dead end.

He couldn’t inherit the Black Group and clear his name.

He would always be a pawn in Martin’s hand, serving Martin’s illegitimate son forever.

He had to live on the edge every day, risking his life in exchange for the glory of the illegitimate son?

Why?

“You care about her baby, right?” Dax’s baton landed on my stomach.

My breath froze for a moment.

I looked at Dax in terror.

Dexter struggled frantically, like a caged beast.

“Dax… If you dare touch her, I swear I’ll make you regret being born…” Dax raised an eyebrow.

“Let’s see what you can do.” Dax lifted the baton and smashed it hard against my stomach.

“Dax!” Dexter went berserk, breaking free from the person restraining him.

His pale face was streaked with blood as he punched the person next to him in the face.

He looked like a caged beast that had been.

“Impossible…” Dax still couldn’t believe it when Dexter punched him in the face.

Dexter had been drugged and shouldn’t have had the strength to resist or struggle.

I was in so much pain that I couldn’t even make a sound.

I curled up my body.

My forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Tears had unknowingly wet my eyes.

I breathed heavily, trying to calm myself down.

I knew… I had lost my baby.