Female Novel
Chapter 1401
It would have crushed anyone to see a person they had doted on for so long suddenly appear in such a
harrowing video. In the footage, Judith was seen pleading with Maja for help, but Maja remained cold
and indifferent, until Judith had been assaulted.
Dylan cursed himself for not being able to teleport to North America. He floored the accelerator, only to
be bombarded with a series of texts at that exact moment.
Extortion messages.
[Transfer 7 million dollars to this account, or your sister's video will be all over the North American elite
social circles.]
Dylan slammed on the brakes in shock and immediately instructed his assistant to wire the money to
the account provided. He also ordered a background check on the phone number that had sent the
videos.novelbin
But ten minutes later, his assistant called back.
"Mr. Dylan Sanders, we've hit a dead end with the number. It's from overseas, and that region has been
notorious for scams in recent years."
"Are you suggesting this could be a scam?"
"I can't be certain, Mr. Sanders. I heard that control of the company has passed to Mr. Beck Sanders?"
Before, Beck had rarely been involved with the company, always leaving Dylan to tirelessly work and
pull late shifts. Now the staff was rattled by rumors of a change in presidency.
But Dylan's mind was nowhere near the office affairs. Those videos had indeed been sent from that
number, and now Judith was unreachable.
He urgently arranged for the videos to be analyzed, confirming they weren't fabricated; they were real.
Dylan felt a wrenching pain in his chest. He boarded a plane, desperate to return to North America and
find Judith.
When he landed, there was no time for jet lag. He immediately set out to look for Judith. Eventually,
she was found in a notorious slum, barely conscious and muttering to herself.
"Dylan, where are you? Oh, Dylan."
A woman in her state, in such a place - one could only imagine what she had endured.
A man was seen pressing Judith's head down to his lap.
"Help! No! Maja, please save me."
Judith's memory seemed trapped in that moment, her eyes filled with despair.
Witnessing this scene, Dylan was consumed with rage. He didn't hesitate; his gun fired, and the man
fell dead.
The gunshot terrified Judith, who tried to shrink away. Dylan strode forward and swept her into his
arms.
"Judith."
Recognizing his face, Judith burst into heart-wrenching sobs.
"Dylan, you came for me; just let me die!"
Holding her tight, Dylan soothed, "It's alright; I'll get you checked out."
He rushed Judith to the hospital, but as she lay on the hospital bed, the North American high society
was rocked by scandal.
The video of Judith being violated by several men had spread like wildfire, subject to the gaze and
ridicule of many.
At that moment, Judith was no longer the esteemed Ms. Sanders; she seemed like a woman anyone
could defile.
Dylan was unaware of all this until a close friend called, urging him to check the group chat. He opened
the chat to find others in the circle commenting callously on the video.
"Nice hips, she's clearly not a first-timer."
"Is that Judith? How low she's sunk, serving so many at once."
"Never thought she'd see this day. The Sanders family is ruthless. Wonder what she did wrong."
In a fit of fury, Dylan hurled his phone against the wall, startling Judith. Face drained of color, she
clutched her knees, trembling all over.
"Don't torture me, please, no more torture. I’m sorry; I’m really sorry."
"Judith."
Dylan's heart ached, his loathing for Maja deepening. If only she hadn't been so heartless, Judith
wouldn't have ended up like this.