Chapter 903 A Worrying Person Part One
Because of that, Jesper focused all his attention on tailing the Porsche and dared not to lose it.
Samuel had been upset since he noticed Natalie attending the party in a bunny costume, so Jesper could not understand why his employer did not do anything then.
It was only after seeing the two men tased and kidnapped Natalie that Samuel ordered Jesper to take action.
Naturally, Jesper did not have the right nor the audacity to investigate Natalie’s background. However, he remembered Billy telling him that the woman was everything to Samuel and that he should be completely loyal to her.
Jesper thought Billy had exaggerated things, but after seeing how Samuel reacted when Natalie was in trouble, he realized how wrong he was.
Following the Porsche, Samuel and Jesper reached a remote part of town.
The man driving the Porsche glanced at the rearview mirror and furrowed his eyebrows in concern. “Why is there a Rolls-Royce behind us?”
“Who cares! They’re probably not here for her; that much I’m sure. After all, she wouldn’t be working as a waitress at the party if she had friends in high places,” replied the man at the back, who seemed unable to take his eyes off the woman lying beside him.
The man in the driver’s seat could not think of any reason to disagree with his partner, so he simply nodded.
Then, the two men got out of the car and proceeded to carry Natalie with them.
All of a sudden, somebody slammed the car door forcefully and injured one of the men.
“Who the heck—”
Before the man could finish his cursing, his attacker swiftly grabbed his wrist and broke it.
“Ah! That hurt like hell!” wailed the man like a pig to the slaughter.
Staring coldly at the man, Jesper did not even blink when he applied pressure to fracture the man’s bone.
The poor guy was in so much pain that he could barely make a sound anymore.
After seeing what happened to his partner, the other man hurriedly pulled out a knife from his pocket and went for Jesper’s chest.
With a slight turn, Jesper effortlessly dodged the blade and grabbed hold of his assailant before giving the man a knee to the stomach.
Before long, the two kidnappers squirmed in pain on the ground like worms, wondering what they had done to deserve such a beating.
Then, they noticed a man stepping out from the back of the Rolls-Royce.
The person, hiding behind a silver mask, slowly and intimidatingly walked toward them in a pair of leather shoes. Even though the kidnappers could not see the man’s face, they could clearly feel the intensity of his aura.
“So which hand did you touch her with?” inquired Samuel while looking down on the injured men.
It was only then that the kidnappers realized why they were beaten up. “We… We didn’t touch her,” lied the kidnappers because they knew they would lose their hands if they told the truth.
“Knife,” Samuel ordered Jesper.
“Yes, Sir.”
The subordinate then bowed and handed his weapon to Samuel.
After receiving the blade, Samuel plunged it into one of the kidnappers’ right hand, and blood immediately spilled out.
While his partner writhed in pain, the unharmed kidnapper breathed a sigh of relief that he was not the one getting stabbed.
However, that sense of relief did not last more than a few seconds. Before the kidnapper knew it, Samuel had already punctured both the man’s hands and let blood flow freely out of them.
After wiping the blood off his hands, Samuel turned to Jesper. “Take care of it.”
“Yes, Sir,” responded Jesper with a nod as usual. There’s a reason why nobody would dare to touch Ms. Nichols, and this is it.
