The Queen Back From Hell - Chapter 83: Chapter 83
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                    One of the guys stammered, "Boss, he... he just left like that?"
Seven glared at his clueless underling. "What else could we do? Didn't you see the real guns his guys were packing? Besides, he's with Sir Tiger's crew, we can't afford to mess with him."
One of the guys asked, "Then, what do we tell Melinda?"
"Just tell Melinda we passed the goods to our black market contacts. She'll get the payment once the deal's done."
Seven irritably ran his fingers through his hair. He thought, 'No way I'm getting myself into trouble over this.
'If Melinda finds out I got jacked by some black market thugs halfway through, how fucking humiliating would that be?
'My street cred would take a major hit.
'After that, who'd still dare come to me for business?'
Meanwhile,
In the car, Arielle quickly undid the white sack trapping Eve.
With a swift slash, she slit it open, and a small, frightened head popped out.
Eve stared at the unfamiliar woman before her, eyes wide with terror.
Just then, Ivanna's car pulled up.
The two vehicles stopped side by side for a mere ten seconds.
Ivanna got out and climbed into Arielle's car.
The moment Ivanna saw her daughter, her heart was torn between agony, rage, and helplessness.
All those emotions collided inside her, leaving her utterly overwhelmed.
Ivanna reached out to hold her daughter.
Perhaps her sudden movement startled Eve, who let out a piercing scream.
Ivanna instantly withdrew her hand and said, her voice trembling, "Eve, don't be afraid. It's Mommy. Mommy's here to save you. Don't be scared, baby, don't be scared."
Vanna seethed with rage, 'These heartless bastards have no shred of decency! I'll kill that bastard with my own hands.
'I swear, whoever hurt Eve will pay dearly for it!
'But right now, nothing matters more than soothing my daughter.'
Vanna took a few deep breaths, bent down gently, and whispered, "Mommy's taking you home."
She was too afraid to even say her daughter's name.
Eve visibly reacted when she heard the familiar voice.
'That voice... it sounds like the one deep in my memory. Like... Mommy...' she thought.
Her mom was always so gentle.
She used to hold her and sing lullabies, take her to the amusement park, sleep beside her at night, and always keep holding her hand.
But one day, her mommy was gone.
Only the cruel woman was left. She whipped her, screamed at her, and locked her in the basement. After every bath, the beatings would start all over again, and sometimes she would even burn her with cigarette butts.
Finally, Eve slowly raised her head and looked at the woman in front of her.
She thought, 'It's Mommy!'
In her memory, her mommy looked just like this, gentle and always smiling.
Vanna felt as if her heart were bleeding as she saw her daughter finally lift her head.
She thought, 'What have become of my little girl's face?
'How could Eve have changed so much?
'The once-soft, innocent cheeks are now gaunt and hollow, all traces of childhood gone.
'Her eyes, set deep in their sockets, are filled only with terror and panic.'
That vacant, numb expression sent a deathly chill straight to Vanna's core.
Vanna's hands trembled uncontrollably, and soon her whole body was shaking.
"We need to get back now," Arielle said, grabbing Vanna as she was about to break down. Leaning in, she whispered in her ear, "Hold it together."
They were still on the road. Eve was deeply traumatized, no simple words could heal such profound wounds.
Vanna steadied herself, her hand, hidden in her sleeve, clenched into a tight fist.
Arielle scooted a little closer to Eve, then slowly reached out and gently took her tiny hand in hers.
She recalled those sunless days in North Iugra.
By then, Eve was already a woman in her twenties, perhaps after enduring so much torment, she no longer feared strangers.
She whispered cautiously, "Are you Arielle?"
But at that time, Arielle's tongue had been severed, so she couldn't speak. She could only nod desperately.
Arielle thought, 'Running into someone I know in a hellhole like this... I can't tell if it's more heartbreaking or comforting.'
                
            
        Seven glared at his clueless underling. "What else could we do? Didn't you see the real guns his guys were packing? Besides, he's with Sir Tiger's crew, we can't afford to mess with him."
One of the guys asked, "Then, what do we tell Melinda?"
"Just tell Melinda we passed the goods to our black market contacts. She'll get the payment once the deal's done."
Seven irritably ran his fingers through his hair. He thought, 'No way I'm getting myself into trouble over this.
'If Melinda finds out I got jacked by some black market thugs halfway through, how fucking humiliating would that be?
'My street cred would take a major hit.
'After that, who'd still dare come to me for business?'
Meanwhile,
In the car, Arielle quickly undid the white sack trapping Eve.
With a swift slash, she slit it open, and a small, frightened head popped out.
Eve stared at the unfamiliar woman before her, eyes wide with terror.
Just then, Ivanna's car pulled up.
The two vehicles stopped side by side for a mere ten seconds.
Ivanna got out and climbed into Arielle's car.
The moment Ivanna saw her daughter, her heart was torn between agony, rage, and helplessness.
All those emotions collided inside her, leaving her utterly overwhelmed.
Ivanna reached out to hold her daughter.
Perhaps her sudden movement startled Eve, who let out a piercing scream.
Ivanna instantly withdrew her hand and said, her voice trembling, "Eve, don't be afraid. It's Mommy. Mommy's here to save you. Don't be scared, baby, don't be scared."
Vanna seethed with rage, 'These heartless bastards have no shred of decency! I'll kill that bastard with my own hands.
'I swear, whoever hurt Eve will pay dearly for it!
'But right now, nothing matters more than soothing my daughter.'
Vanna took a few deep breaths, bent down gently, and whispered, "Mommy's taking you home."
She was too afraid to even say her daughter's name.
Eve visibly reacted when she heard the familiar voice.
'That voice... it sounds like the one deep in my memory. Like... Mommy...' she thought.
Her mom was always so gentle.
She used to hold her and sing lullabies, take her to the amusement park, sleep beside her at night, and always keep holding her hand.
But one day, her mommy was gone.
Only the cruel woman was left. She whipped her, screamed at her, and locked her in the basement. After every bath, the beatings would start all over again, and sometimes she would even burn her with cigarette butts.
Finally, Eve slowly raised her head and looked at the woman in front of her.
She thought, 'It's Mommy!'
In her memory, her mommy looked just like this, gentle and always smiling.
Vanna felt as if her heart were bleeding as she saw her daughter finally lift her head.
She thought, 'What have become of my little girl's face?
'How could Eve have changed so much?
'The once-soft, innocent cheeks are now gaunt and hollow, all traces of childhood gone.
'Her eyes, set deep in their sockets, are filled only with terror and panic.'
That vacant, numb expression sent a deathly chill straight to Vanna's core.
Vanna's hands trembled uncontrollably, and soon her whole body was shaking.
"We need to get back now," Arielle said, grabbing Vanna as she was about to break down. Leaning in, she whispered in her ear, "Hold it together."
They were still on the road. Eve was deeply traumatized, no simple words could heal such profound wounds.
Vanna steadied herself, her hand, hidden in her sleeve, clenched into a tight fist.
Arielle scooted a little closer to Eve, then slowly reached out and gently took her tiny hand in hers.
She recalled those sunless days in North Iugra.
By then, Eve was already a woman in her twenties, perhaps after enduring so much torment, she no longer feared strangers.
She whispered cautiously, "Are you Arielle?"
But at that time, Arielle's tongue had been severed, so she couldn't speak. She could only nod desperately.
Arielle thought, 'Running into someone I know in a hellhole like this... I can't tell if it's more heartbreaking or comforting.'
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