Chapter 26 Murder and Disposal of the Body

"Who is she? Is this job risky?" the younger guy asked, carrying Isabella into a house.

The man who pulled Isabella from the car took off his dark baseball cap and said, "Doesn't matter who she is. What matters is we're getting paid."

"How much this time?" the younger guy asked.

The man held up five fingers. The younger guy guessed, "Fifty thousand?"

"Five hundred thousand, you idiot."

"That much? We can finally treat Mom's illness." The younger guy almost jumped for joy.

After locking Isabella in a cabin, the two brothers called their boss. Two hours later, Isabella woke up as several off-road vehicles arrived.

Joseph got out, lit a cigarette, and asked, "Where is she?"

The man pointed to the cabin. "In there."

"Bring her out," Joseph said, wincing from an old injury.

Isabella was dragged out. Seeing Joseph, she wasn't as scared.

"So it was you. Why have you kidnap me in broad daylight? George is awake; this won't end well for you."

As soon as she finished, she was slapped. Reflexively, she kicked Joseph in the chin, sending him flying.

"Hold her down," Joseph spat blood, his mouth splitting open again.

Held tightly, Isabella spat, "Joseph, why did you kidnap me?"

Joseph gritted his teeth. "You've got some moves, but now you're in my hands. No escape."

"What do you want?" Isabella asked.

"I'm going to rape you and then kill you. Did you think I invited you for coffee?" Joseph had her taken back into the cabin. He stubbed out his cigarette and wanted to go in alone. His subordinate, worried, said, "Mr. Spencer, she's fierce. Maybe we should drug her. She might hurt you again."

"I'm a grown man. I can't handle one woman? Watch me." Joseph, filled with grudges against George, walked into the cabin. Living under the Spencer family's pressure, he had a strong sense of revenge.

Facing Isabella, his desire to conquer was overwhelming.

Inside, Isabella watched Joseph warily. He didn't rush, instead, he pulled up a chair and sat down.

"Isabella, do you really think if I rape you, George will stand up for you?"

'I have no confidence, but George cares about his reputation,' Isabella thought. She said, "Joseph, I'm Mrs. Spencer. Even if George doesn't stand up for me, Patricia will. Don't do anything crazy."

"You're naive. Do you really think you're George's wife? Besides your face, what does the Spencer family value in you?" Joseph pulled the chair closer. "Do you think George hasn't seen beautiful women before? His previous women were all better than you. Be smart and cooperate with me. The Spencer family will be mine soon. I won't treat you badly."

Isabella spat, "What are you thinking? Let me go now, and since you're George's uncle, I'll spare you. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Joseph laughed louder, "If I were afraid of George, why would I kidnap you? He's driven me to a dead end. I need to teach him a lesson."

"If he's driven you to a dead end, go after him. Bullying a woman doesn't make you a hero," Isabella shot back, not wanting to be a scapegoat.

"I'm not a hero, Isabella. Stop resisting; it'll save you some pain. I promise to make you comfortable," Joseph grinned sinisterly, walking toward her and starting to undress.

Isabella circled around him to the door, but it was locked from the outside. She had no way out.

With no escape, she decided to fight and said, "Joseph, I'm a Taekwondo expert. You've seen my skills. I'm warning you, stop now, or you'll regret it."

Meanwhile, in a black Maybach heading out of Stellar City, Caleb Green was reporting to George. "Mr. Spencer, I just called Mrs. Spencer, but no response. I'm afraid Joseph has already made his move."

George had held a press conference, announcing he was taking over the Spencer Group, dismissing Joseph from his executive director position, and retracting the shares Joseph had transferred to himself, essentially kicking Joseph out of the company.

For Joseph, this was a total loss. Naturally, he couldn't hold back this anger. Given his past behavior, he would definitely retaliate against those close to George.

Right now, Isabella was George's Achilles' heel.

Previously, Joseph had been eyeing Isabella. Now, with revenge on his mind, Joseph wouldn't let Isabella go.

"Find her," George instructed, his eyes deepening, his long fingers intertwined, showing tension and uncertainty.

The information about Isabella quickly reached Caleb's tablet, and he reported, "Mr. Spencer, Mrs. Spencer's phone is located at Cloud Peak."

"Call the police and have them act immediately. Ensure Isabella's safety," George ordered. Caleb relayed the instructions to the police, who acted quickly, especially when lives were at stake.

The Maybach sped towards Cloud Peak.

In the cabin, Joseph and Isabella had been struggling for a while. Joseph couldn't get close to Isabella and was getting frustrated, thinking of calling someone in to hold her down.

But feeling it would be embarrassing for a grown man to need help with a slender woman, he decided to handle it himself.

After so much maneuvering, Isabella had figured out Joseph's tactics.

'He's actually quite useless. As long as the men outside don't come in, I have nothing to worry about,' she thought.

"Isabella, you better be sensible. When you run out of strength, let's see how I'll deal with you," Joseph said.