Fiancée Pawns Me to My Sister

The blows finally stopped raining down on me.

"Boss, what is it?" one of the men asked.

Jasper shot me a contemptuous look. "Quit wasting time on this pretty boy. Ms. Cook says Mr. Jones is missing. His last known location was our casino. Round up everyone and start searching."

My head was spinning from the beating, and his words stunned me.

So, Helena had still been checking on my whereabouts after I left, and she'd noticed I'd gone missing?

I pushed myself up on shaking arms. A muffled sound slipped out of my mouth.

One of the thugs kicked me. "Shut up!"

"Boss, what do we do with him?" someone asked.

Jasper's expression tightened as if he were weighing something. "Ms. Cook is already on the plane. She's coming here herself to find Mr. Jones. And this brat just claimed he was Mr. Jones, so…"

A spark of hope shot through me. Yes! Helena was coming! She would save me and put these idiots in their place.

However, Jasper continued in a different tone, "No way Ms. Cook can see him. She's already anxious about losing track of Mr. Jones. If this crazy pretty boy appears claiming he's Mr. Jones and Ms. Cook takes it the wrong way, we're done for."

"Boss, you're right. So, should we throw him out?"

Jasper grabbed my chin and tilted my face from side to side. With a click of his tongue, he said, "Not bad-looking. Lock him in the isolation room. Once Ms. Cook finds Mr. Jones and leaves, we'll break him in and make him work off the debt as a debt runner for the casino."

I shook my head hard. If they kept me here, I would never get off this island again!

No one cared what I thought, and two of the thugs dragged me off toward the isolation room.

No! Helena was almost here. I had to find a way to reach her. This was my last chance. Once they shut me in, I was done for.

When they tossed me into the isolation room and reached for the lock, I staggered to my feet and threw myself into the door before it could close.

I then grabbed a steel pipe off the floor and swung it at one man's head. He dropped instantly, clutching his skull in agony.

Before the other one could subdue me, I struck her across the face with the pipe as hard as I could.

Once both of them were down, adrenaline surged through me. I bolted forward with everything I had.

Suddenly, a helicopter roared overhead.

It was Helena. She had arrived!