Take Me Away

Chapter 113 Charles' Place

"I'm going to T Country for business!" Spencer pointed his finger randomly and roared. "I'm going to

take down their headquarters right now. If they dare to so much as lay a finger on Fiona, I'll blow them

to pieces!"

"You'll have to go through the procedures first." Terence held Spencer's shoulders to prevent him from

doing anything reckless. "How can you save Fiona if you're being foolhardy? If you go now, your father

will stop you at the border, you will be locked up, and you won't have a chance to save her!"

"Yes, Spencer. Rethink before you make a decision. Don't let your emotions get the better of you. This

isn't like you," Eric echoed.

After hearing the two of them, Spencer immediately became calmer. He frowned and began to think.

He had gotten jumpy when he had thought of Fiona being kidnapped, but he couldn't be so reckless.

Terence was right. If he acted in haste and went abroad right now, he would get locked up and wouldn't

be able to save her.

"They took Fiona, but they haven't hurt her or threatened you. That implies that she is useful to them.

Hence, you don't have to worry about her safety for the time being. What you need to do is make a

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Spencer narrowed his eyes and stared at the sky. His rage was slowly fading away, replaced by a

sadness that seeped into his bones. 'Fiona, I've almost caught up to you. Please hang in there for me!'

he thought desperately.

"Let's go!" Spencer finally said. He put on his jacket and started walking as the cold breeze blew

across. He clenched his fists under his jacket.

At nightfall, in the air route between Z Country and T Country, a government approved helicopter

landed on T Country's border without any obstruction. As soon as they entered T Country, the scenery

was different. There was greenery all over. Winter in M City had been cold and dark, but it was warm

spring here.

On the aircraft, Fiona and Celine were unconscious from the drug injected into their bodies.

Sitting close to the pilot, Francis kept contact with the ground using the air satellite telephone. He

glanced at Fiona and said on the phone, "Sir, we have entered the border. Where should we take

them?"

"Bring them to Cherry Grove Residence," a male voice came from the other end of the line.

"Yes, sir!"

Cherry Grove Residence was located in the most posh and rich block of land in T Country. It was an

enormous mansion in white, surrounded by well-maintained lush green lawns with gardens in full

bloom. In short, it was a tropical beauty.

Meanwhile, Charles was sitting on the couch in the living room of Cherry Grove Residence. He hung up

the phone and picked up the glass of wine that sat on the table. He swirled the wine and looked at it in

fascination.

'Fiona, I said you would come to me soon enough. Look, I brought you here just like I said I would!'

"Sir."

Suddenly he heard someone call out to him in a sweet voice. Before Charles turned around, someone

hugged him from behind. "You haven't come here for a long while!"

Charles was annoyed and placed the wine glass on the table. He turned around, looked at the woman

behind him with gentle eyes and smiled. "Really? What's your name?" The woman blushed and smiled.

"Sir, I'm Jane. I just got here. You may not remember me."

"Yes, I didn't remember you at first. But I do now." Charles grinned and a tinge of wickedness appeared

in his smile.

Jane's face went pale and she had goose bumps all over her body. Although the weather was warm

and the man in front of her had a smile on her face, she felt ice cold. "Sir, I..."

"Take her away," Charles ordered with a murderous expression. "Send her to the mine."

"Yes, sir!" Several security guards walked in as soon as they heard the order.

"The mine? No! Please don't! Ah!"

Jane screamed as she crossed the couch, knelt down, and grabbed Charles by his ankle. "Sir, I made

a mistake. Please forgive me! Please! Don't send me to the mine..."

In T Country, the mine was like a prison. There were thousands of workers living there, many of whom

had been there for years. In order to reward them for their work, Charles would send them women. As

for the women who were sent there, they never came back alive.

With a chuckle, Charles reached out and pinched Jane's chin out of the blue. He looked at her

mercilessly. "Women like you are the most irritating. Who do you think you are?" He looked at Jane's

slender body and translucent clothes and scowled. "You think I will fall in love with the likes of you? Are

you dreaming?"

"I'm sorry, sir. It was a mistake..." Jane's face went white and tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Go to the mine. There are thousands of men there waiting to satisfy you." Charles gave her a cold

smile and pushed her to the floor.

"Sir!" Jane yelled and cried in vain. The guards dragged her out and her cries faded gradually as she

was taken further away.

Charles sniffed, patted the folds of his trousers, and said to the butler scornfully, "Go and tell those

women not to leave their rooms without my permission!"

"Yes, sir."

At around ten o'clock at night, the helicopter carrying Fiona and Celine touched down on the landing

field in the backyard of Cherry Grove Residence.

Charles walked towards the helicopter accompanied by several people. Francis got out of the

helicopter first and bowed to Charles respectfully. "Sir."

"Where is she?" As soon as Charles finished speaking, he saw one of the men jump out of the

helicopter, carrying a drugged Fiona in his arms.

Charles calmed down when he saw her and went up to the guard. "I'll take her."

The man who was carrying Fiona on his shoulder was shocked. Before he could react, Charles had

taken her from his arms. He held her in his arms as if he were holding an angel and walked into the

house like he'd anticipated this very moment.

"Sir, what do we do with Celine?" Francis asked.

"Lock her up. We should keep her. She is useful." Charles paused for a second and looked at Fiona

before he walked towards the house.

One of the servants in the house was shocked when she saw Charles carrying a woman in his arms.

"Send some smart maids upstairs," Charles instructed the butler as he carried Fiona upstairs.

"Yes, sir."

Charles gently placed her on the large and luxurious bed in one of the bedrooms. He looked at her

beautiful sleeping face and smiled. He looked strikingly similar to Ryan when he smiled.

"Fiona, now that you are here, you can't go anywhere," Charles murmured, bent over and kissed Fiona

on her forehead. He caught her aroma, which had no fragrance from perfumes or powders. It was just

the scent of her body, which immediately aroused him.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by the butler's voice.

"Sir, the maids are here. Can they come in now?"

Charles paused. He glanced at Fiona and noticed her thick jacket and her flushed face. Her bangs

were soaked with sweat because of the humid weather.

"Yes, come in!" Charles shouted and withdrew himself.

"Sir!" All the maids greeted him.

"Give her a good bath and change her clothes. Inform the kitchen staff to prepare Z Country's cuisine

and keep it warm, and bring it to her when she wakes up," Charles ordered them.

"Yes, sir!"

After saying that, Charles glanced at Fiona again before he walked out of the room.

The news of Charles carrying a woman to his place spread like wildfire in Cherry Grove Residence. All

the women living in there had sexual relations with Charles.

Some of them were actresses or models who had been sold to Charles because of their debts or

poverty, while others were used to please and serve wealthy businessmen. Although it was common

for Charles to sleep with these women, he never brought any of them to the building he lived.

In a bedroom, a quiet woman was sitting on her bed, her long hair half-covering her small face. She

had also heard the news. Unlike the others, she was not interested in gossip, but she couldn't help but

feel curious. 'Charles is a monster. Why would he bring someone to his place? Who is she anyway?

Does he have the same taste as his brother?'

As the woman was thinking, she suddenly whimpered in pain. "Ahhh! Give me the drug..." She

screamed and began speaking in a muffled voice. Within just a few seconds, she was sweating all

over, and she looked exhausted. She struggled to move and pressed the emergency button on the side

table.

Minutes later, a servant rushed into the room, holding a syringe. When she saw the woman on the bed

suffering, she quickly injected her with the fluid.

"Phew!"

After being injected with the drug, the woman relaxed and took a deep breath.

The servant left the room quietly after finishing her duty.