My Crazy Rich - Ard

Chapter 62

For days Rachel was confined to a villa containing only the people of Dason. However, strangely the man had never done anything to Rachel and was even sufficient for all her needs, except access to be able to communicate with outsiders of course. It was as if Dason had intentionally indeed wanted Rachel to feel quite comfortable.

The woman did not even realize that she was being kidnapped, but rather on calming down from the hustle and bustle of the city. Unfortunately, no one is perfect in this world, because Celine continues to tease herself with various annoying sentences every day.

“Cih, who cares about that rich gigolo,” annoyed Rachel while walking around the villa.

Every day Rachel has to hear Celine's rant about how romantic the relationship between Celina and Richard was. Rachel did not expect this session to be able to meet Richard's annoying ex-lover in this place. Just adding a burning hot feeling inside Rachel's chest. He himself wondered, if indeed their love was so great, why Celine could work as a servant in this place. Impossible is not, if Richard would be cruel it let a loved one suffer.

“I've also been treated very romantically. Does he think he's the only one special in Richard's eyes?” pissed Rachel. He did not want to argue directly with celine, so only grumbled in his solitude.

Despite trying to be ordinary, in fact what Celine said was always ringing in Rachel's little mind. Jealous, of course he felt jealous. However, whatever the power, the two had only undergone a contractual relationship until now. Without Rachel knowing how Richard really felt about her. It might be true what Celine said, he was just a pawn that was used and would be thrown away when it was no longer needed. The proof of a week passed, but Rich also seemed to show no signs of saving him.

Given all that, it made Rachel want to pull out all the hair on her head. He ruffled his own hair violently. Fortunately, Dason did not provide any escorts against him, so he was free to roam the villa area. After all, free also given strict guard, Rachel still will not be able to escape from this place. Because only a helicopter or ship can be his access to go. Even foodstuffs and the others were distributed by Dason himself, so Rachel could not slip away easily.

Rachel walked for a long time, until she accidentally found an old building that looked like a warehouse. “What place is it?” inner Rachel.

Slowly her steps closer, though a little scared, but curiosity made Rachel try to look around the building.

“The door is not in the key, meaning it is not a place that is too important,” murmured Rachel saw the door was only tied with a chain without a padlock locking it.

Rachel's hand moved to unravel the rusty chain, and let it go. He opened the door carefully. “Excuse me, is anyone inside?” rachel shouted, but did not get any approval at all. “Cih, stupid me. The door was clearly tied from the outside. How can there be anyone inside here.”

Rachel turned around. However, a faint sound of a knock in the distance suddenly shocked him. “Who's there?” ask Rachel quickly.

The quiet and dark atmosphere adds to the creepy impression in the building. “Watch you were walking through the haunted house,” muttered Rachel tried to go back deeper and deeper.

There is nothing interesting in the place, except old stuff like a warehouse. However, the sound of knocking that did not stop since earlier made Rachel even more curious. “Perhaps there is a cat stuck here and can not get out,” murmured Rachel reassured herself.

Rachel's getting further down a hallway. It turns out that the building is quite spacious because it has a basement. There was only a damp aroma below as well as a dim light emanating from the yellowish lamp. There wasn't a single person there at the time Rachel combed through the view. For a moment he halted his steps after feeling the voice disappear.

“Did I hear wrong?” Rachel is monologuing.

He was about to turn back, but the sound of the knock turned into the song of a mother who was fondling her child. The sound of Rachel's roman fur stood up at once to hear how beautiful the trembling sound was.

Until not long later, his view also found a woman with a thin body of unkempt kerontang in the pasung like an animal in an iron cage.

“Jeez, who are you? Why is it like this?” rachel asked in panic. But when he tried to open the iron, his chain in a padded padlock. Not like the door outside.

“You who?” ask the woman in a weak voice.

“Gosh. Will my fate be the same as her?” rachel nodded quickly.

Not yet had the two of them talk to each other, the sound of someone's footsteps from outside now began to sound in Rachel's ears. “We talk at a later time,” Rachel promised the woman.

He chose to hide in a corner, lucky that the place was not bright so that the hiding was not easily seen.

“Finally relieved,” said a man who usually stood guard there. He had just left the place due to the call of nature which was no longer bearable. Too long a guard makes dirt accumulate in his stomach to cause himself not to have time to lock the door and too long in the bathroom. He looked towards his captive who was still in early position. “Again you've been locked up here twenty years. Why do we still have to take care of you? If you could escape, you would have done it a long time ago.”

Rachel who heard the man's words was shocked. He lapsed from his position and shut his mouth tightly with his hands, unfortunately it managed to cause a little noise.

Of course, this caused the man to look quickly. “Who's there?” yelled the man.

However, the captive woman quickly returned to singing. Even harder than usual. It was deliberately done to provide an opportunity for the woman who had approached to have time to leave.

Luckily Rachel was a perceptive person and ran away, before her life ended here. “Huft, this place is not as simple as I thought. How could they keep someone for twenty years. Isn't that a violation of human rights?” murmured Rachel astonished as she continued to step and subconsciously even walked through the forest. He walked through another path towards the villa. A place where he had to return immediately, but did not arouse suspicion. But now he was lost in a place he had never been.

However, not long after, the baritone voice of a man from behind seemed to spread all Rachel's thoughts. “What are you doing here?”

Rachel who was shocked turned her body. However, his body felt unbalanced, so he tripped on his own feet and instead slipped down.

The man who called out to her reached out, just before Rachel jumped down. “Hold my hand tight,” said Dason trying to pull Rachel's hand.

“Oh, jeez I almost died twice on the same day.”