Chapter 736: Chapter 736: Acting
Immediately, she struggled with both hands, easily pulling off the ropes she had secretly cut, then stood up from the chair and walked toward him step by step like a victorious queen.
Just looking at Ann Vaughn’s face, one might think she was exquisitely beautiful, like a rose in full bloom overnight, easily capable of breaking down people’s defenses.
But the slight upward curve of her eyes naturally gave off a charming and flamboyant aura, full of aggression.
Since the last time she was kidnapped, Ann Vaughn had developed the habit of carrying a small blade with her, just in case.
She didn’t expect it would come in handy today.
Seeing Hugh Murray with a look that wanted to kill her with his eyes, Ann Vaughn twirled the rope in her hand and suddenly gave a meaningful smile with her red lips.
Before long, Hugh Murray, tightly bound and humiliated, knelt on the ground, staring at Ann Vaughn with eyes nearly popping with rage.
If it weren’t for the cloth stuffed in his mouth, who knows what colorful language he’d use to vent his crappy mood.
No matter how bad Hugh Murray’s mood was, Ann Vaughn’s mood was exceptionally good, and she didn’t forget to find her phone, which was thrown into the trash can, and took several close-ups of his miserable state.
"Marry me? If you aren’t afraid of losing your life, then go ahead. Try once, and I’ll beat you once every single day, always causing trouble for me." After taking the photos, Ann Vaughn stood up, lowered her eyes, and kicked Hugh Murray’s shoulder, watching him fall backward like a turtle, letting out a light sneer.
"Mmm-mmm—" Hugh Murray was furious to the extreme, but he couldn’t speak, unable to say a word.
As the most favored junior of the Murray Family, he had never suffered such humiliation!
If it weren’t for this woman playing tricks, she would have died a thousand times already!
Ann Vaughn couldn’t hear Hugh Murray’s thoughts. The mere thought of what this pervert tried to do with her body for some experiment made her nauseous.
There’s no way she’d just let him go.
Staring directly for a long time at Hugh Murray lying there like an overturned turtle, Ann Vaughn’s eyes revealed a trace of coldness.
About fifteen minutes later, a team sent by The Imperial Capital Police Department arrived at the scene to save the hostage, quickly capturing the culprit of this heinous kidnapping case and rescuing the poor hostage lying nearly lifeless on the ground.
According to the police officers at the scene collecting evidence, the culprit had clearly premeditated the crime, using not only the scalpel dropped on the floor but also a complete set of surgical instruments and anesthetics found on site.
Before committing the crime, the culprit had subjected the hostage to violence and intentional harm, causing great psychological shock and harm, with multiple external injuries on the victim’s body.
The dismal appearance of the hostage made the female officers at the scene shed tears, eager to cut the culprit into pieces.
Fortunately, during the crime, the culprit accidentally injured his own eye, allowing the hostage to seize a slim chance to call for help...
"Damn it, scum like this should be dropped into the river one by one like dumplings!"
"His eye injury is really strange; not a single trace was found at the scene, like some sudden divine punishment."
"Deserved! Look at how this scumbag has harmed an innocent young girl!? If it were my daughter, I wouldn’t rest until I avenged this rage!"
"My scalp went numb when I saw those surgical instruments; how scared must the poor young girl have been at the time? We must lock this bastard in jail, or who knows how many innocent girls he might harm in the future!"
At this moment, the so-called poor and innocent hostage whom the officers were talking about was indeed Ann Vaughn. She stealthily lifted her eyelids, noticing they were heading towards a hospital, which made her anxious.
She couldn’t go to the hospital for an examination, or the "injuries" on her body would be discovered.
But the show must go on. When those officers burst in, she almost "fainted on the verge of death." Skipping the check-up would be unreasonable, so she’d just have to find an excuse to avoid it later.
Fortunately, it was a minor issue for her.
Having committed kidnapping and burdened with charges of intentional harm and unauthorized human experimentation, Hugh Murray would suffer once he entered the police department.
Thinking about it made Ann Vaughn feel much more at ease.
But after the examination, the doctor gravely informed her and the two female officers of the results, which completely took her by surprise.
"Aside from visible external injuries, the patient has a mild concussion due to a heavy blow to the head. The most severe injuries are to the wrist bones and legs, so severe that they might affect future movement."
Ann Vaughn: ??? She was injured this badly?
Ann Vaughn was utterly baffled, immediately reaching out to check her pulse.
Her actions appeared to the two female officers, who saw her through sympathetic lenses, as a refusal to accept the facts.
They quickly squatted down to hold Ann Vaughn’s hand, instinctively softening their voices to comfort her: "Don’t worry, with today’s advanced medical technology, you will recover."
Ann Vaughn... Of course, Ann Vaughn had to bite her lip, a third of confusion and seven parts disbelief in her eyes, "Will the person who hurt me be punished?"
The two female officers, not realizing her pitiful expression was fake, immediately patted their chests and assured her, "Leave the punishment to us. You just focus on getting better!"
Fortunately, Hugh Murray wasn’t present. If he witnessed this scene, he might spit blood in anger, cursing everyone for being blind!
"Thank you all, I trust you!" Ann Vaughn said with full sincerity, while wondering why the doctor cooperated with her so well.
Those words earlier almost had her convinced.
Meanwhile.
Downstairs at the hospital.
Uncle Dexter hurried back to the car, reporting the situation to Cyrus Hawthorne truthfully: "Young Master, the injuries on the Young Madam are indeed fake. I’ve already arranged for the doctors as you said to cooperate with her for this performance."
When Ann Vaughn was supported into the patrol car earlier, seeing her alarming wounds, even the usually calm Uncle Dexter felt an unspeakable fury, wishing to rush up and beat Hugh Murray.
However, Cyrus Hawthorne stopped him and instructed him to arrange the necessary things at the hospital.
Uncle Dexter was initially worried, confirming with the doctors several times, only to find out Ann Vaughn’s injuries were indeed fake, as Cyrus had said.
Feeling relieved, he couldn’t help feeling astonished.
Even from such a distance, while it was possible to see Ann Vaughn’s injuries, discerning that they were fake was impressive.
Moreover, even the officers in the same car as Ann Vaughn hadn’t discovered anything amiss.
Besides just determining her injuries were fake with a glance, Cyrus Hawthorne had even guessed her intentions, cooperating with impeccable timing.