Legacy Of The Hidden Heir

chapter 158 (the end is near 10-20).

Mlynar cradled himself on the hard ground. This haven was really suffering; in the house, there was not even a thing except for a bag, which was Lydia's bag.

"What a rough life," he said quietly and closed his eyes to sleep, just then he could hear the creaking of the door as he was about to open his eyes. Someone used a handkerchief to cover his face, and instantly, he passed out.

Everywhere was dark, and Mlynar tried to move but was unable to. His hands and legs had been tied down, and his eyes were damned shut with a tape in his mouth.

He muffled out from the handkerchief and fought to release himself.

"Hey, hey, calm down," a voice said. It was familiar but couldn't be recognized. Just then the tape was removed, and the person uncovered his face. It was Derek.

"surprised!".

"Hun, Derek," he uttered, a ting of annoyance in his voice, he was puzzled. How could a teen be involved in something like this? Behind him were another set of thugs, all with planks and cutlasses.

"You think y