Chapter 277 

Jackson’s voice was imposing, tinged with an icy coldness that brooked no refusal. 

Hearing this, Victor was stunned and then nodded heavily. 

After Victor left, Jackson sat alone at his desk and silently straightened his back. 

‘Cece… Jackson thought. 

He would never forget this name. 

He would find Cece, but… 

Oneida was his wife. 

That night, when he realized his own feelings, he had already completely severed ties with the past. 

He would give his love to Oneid 

without reservation. 

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Cece was an obsession from his youth, a symbol of his teenage years. He wanted to find her, just to fulfill his long–held wish and mend his regrets. 

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Oneida struggled to open her eyelids, greeted by a blurry, hazy sight. 

Dim light seeped into her eyes, causing her to furrow her brows subconsciously and squint. 

She moved her arm, and the sensation of the anesthetic had completely vanished. 

However, she still couldn’t move because she was tightly bound to an iron frame behind her. 

Thick, sturdy iron chains bound Oneida’s wrists, waist, and ankles. 

Oneida felt like she was nailed to the iron frame, unable to move an inch. 

She exerted force to free herself, but it was futile. 

The iron chains seemed to be made of a special material, incredibly strong. 

Each struggle caused a sharp, piercing pain where the chains mer her skin. 

Oneida grimaced, cold sweat forming on her forehead. 

“That man really spared no effort to deal with me,‘ Oneida thought. 

Oneida lifted her eyes, her gaze cold and deep as she surveyed her surroundings. 

It was a place resembling a basement–large and empty. 

The lighting was dim, with only a small skylight emitting a faint halo of light. 

Oneida, aided by this extremely faint light, could discern some objects not far away. 

Not far away, there were some tools piled up, such as whips and clamps. 

Oneida naturally knew what these things were–implements of torture. 

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Oneida pursed her lips, a faint hint of sharpness flashing in her eyes. 

Just then, the iron gate directly in front suddenly swung open. 

Perhaps due to rust, a hoarse and decaying sound came from the iron gate as it was pushed open. 

Then, a flood of light poured in. 

Oneida squinted uncomfortably. 

From time to time, the sound of footsteps slowly drifted in. 

A tall and handsome man suddenly appeared in front of her. He was dressed in a black windbreaker, and his figure seemed somewhat blurred amidst the interplay of light and shadow. 

Although she couldn’t see his face clearly for the moment, Oneida knew who he was. 

In the Rainbowia Park, before she lost consciousness when she heard the voice of the man beside her ear, she was certain and understood everything. 

Every detail and clue in her mind connected. 

The person who had kidnapped her at the entrance of Garrison Mansion, in the blind spot of surveillance, disguised as Jackson to dig up information, the person who ruthlessly imprisoned her in a water dungeon. And now, in Rainbowia Park, the person who kidnapped her using a little boy- they were all the same person. 

At this moment, footsteps drew closer. 

A fair and delicate face appeared before Oneida. His features were sharp, handsome, and elegant, with narrow eyes exuding a chilling coldness. 

Oneida didn’t look up. 

But she knew who the man in front of her was. 

“Jonas.” Oneida opened her mouth slightly and called out his name with a cold and stern tone. 

“So, it’s you,” she said with a faint but extremely cold smile. 

There was a cold light in his eyes. 

Jonas didn’t bother concealing this time. 

He appeared in front of Oneida without any disguise. 

He speculated that Oneida had probably already recognized him, and moreover, after Oneida had been brought here, she most likely would never be able to leave. 

‘Dead people never speak. 

‘Even if she knows who I am, so what?‘ Jonas thought. 

Jonas tilted his head squinting at Oneida, his eyes playful and icy. “You’ve recognized me?” 

Oneida still didn’t look at Jonas. She lowered her eyes and said coldly, “Yes.” 

“When did you recognize me?” Jonas smiled and asked slowly. 

This time, Oneida did not answer. 

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She pursed her lips and said nothing as if she didn’t care at all alsout the man in front of her. 

Jonas was not angry. He smiled indifferently. “Do you know why I brought you here?” 

At this moment, Oneida finally raised her eyes slightly, casting a cold and indifferent glance at him. 

She smiled faintly and said, “How would I know?” 

“You’re so clever, and you must already know.” Jonas suddenly grabbed Oneida’s chin forcefully. 

Oneida was caught off guard. 

Her chin was grabbed by his cold fingers. 

The pain on her chin was sharp and clear. 

Oneida was forced to lift her head, straining her neck to look at the man in front of her. 

Jonas’s exquisite fair cheeks were right in front of her, but his deep eyes were filled with icy killing intent. 

However, Oneida showed no fear at all. 

“You tell me,” Jonas leaned in closer, his cold voice whispering in her ear, “what would Jackson give up for you? 

“Or rather, this is a good opportunity to test your weight in Jackson’s heart.” 

Jonas’s cold breath brushed against Oneida’s cheek. 

It felt like a viper’s tongue, inciting an involuntary sense of fear. 

“You…” Oneida’s fair and delicate face finally showed a hint of emotion at his words. 

She fiercely furrowed her brows, her gaze instantly becoming fierce. 

Jonas continued in her ear, “Let’s see whether Jackson will choose himself or you.” 

Oneida’s widened her eyes, emotions swirling in their depths. 

“You want to use me to threaten Jackson?” she gritted her teeth, asking in a low voice. 

“What, can’t I?” Jonas raised an eyebrow slightly, casually retorting. 

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Oneida clenched her fingers, hating that she couldn’t move at this moment, with both her hands and feet tightly bound. Otherwise, she would have liked to rush forward immediately and fight with Jonas, the insidious villain. 

“Jonas, Jackson and I are just a superficial couple, with no deep feelings. You’re wrong if you think you can threaten him with me,” Oneida said each word clearly and forcefully, her clear and distinct voice echoing loudly in this dim dungeon. 

Jonas sneered coldly and smirked darkly. “In that case, let’s try it out and see.” 

“What do you want? Come at me,” Oneida persisted. She clenched her fists with red eyes. 

She had never experienced such a moment before.