My mind went blank. I dialed Atlas's number almost frantically as I clenched the phone. I could feel my whole body trembling uncontrollably.He answered quickly, but before he could say a word, I shouted, "Atlas, were you at Amethyst Apartments when you got off work?!"All I could see was Ava standing at the door, looking lost and disappointed as the car pulled in."I haven't been there," His voice came through, sure and steady. "What's wrong? What happened?""That was your car, and it took Ava away! Bring her back to me!" I screamed, my voice breaking upon hearing his denial.I dropped the phone, the impact with the floor almost drowned out by my sobs.Ava must have recognized someone in that car, prompting her to run out and chase after it without a second thought. Only Atlas could make her brave enough to chase after a car alone.As this realization hit me, my heart ached even more. "Ava..."Carol and the others finally returned from checking the area. Their expressions were

As the image of that car appeared, everyone in the hall gasped.The license plate appeared to be quickly replaced after the car trunk popped open, with the trunk jumping up and down. The car kept moving slowly, never stopping. This subtle change was hard to notice.Atlas caught onto this clue.A police officer beside Dylan immediately instructed his subordinate, "Zoom in on that license plate and find the owner!" Soon, the information came back. The plate was fake and was registered to a large truck. I stared at the big screen in despair, afraid the car would disappear again.Presumably, they had used this clever trick to swap out the front plate earlier. So, this car seemed to vanish into thin air right before everyone's eyes.We could conclude that our previous speculation about child abduction for ransom was unfounded. This was a premeditated kidnapping.I was stunned by this scene, my mind racing, wondering who could do such a thing. What were their intentions? Why take my

The car burst forth as it chased the elusive tail lights ahead. I was sure those tail lights belonged to the same black car. At that moment, I wished I could grow wings and fly to my daughter’s side.I didn’t want to be afraid, thinking I would replace Ava in that car. Night had fallen, and the streetlights were far behind us, making everything look hazier.Just then, the car navigated through a sloping bend in the road. There was a dense forest on the right and a steep valley on the left, with our car being lower and the other higher.Our car wasn’t slow, and I knew the driver had professional training. He handled the speed and curves exceptionally. I saw the other car despite the darkness. We could catch up to them once we made it around this bend.I didn’t stop looking at the other car as I grew more anxious. There weren’t many cars on this road, especially in this winding section. Although the slope wasn’t steep, it seemed endless. I was relieved we were about to catch up, but

I watched as Atlas fearlessly approached the man on the bridge. My sobs and movements suddenly stopped. I was in disbelief, wondering why Atlas would walk ahead like that.I understood Atlas’s intentions when he gestured for the others to stop. I broke down again and tearfully told Dylan, “No, don’t! Tell Atlas to come back! Dylan, stop him!”Upon hearing my cries, Dylan handed me to two nearby bodyguards. "Protect Ms. Chloe."As he rushed toward Atlas, two gunshots sounded, the bullets hitting the ground near Dylan. I faintly heard the burly man shouting, “Stay back!”He warned Dylan not to approach but allowed Atlas to go ahead. I watched Atlas’s determined and steady figure stride toward the burly man as the latter pointed his gun at Atlas.Dylan advanced again, and another gunshot sounded. Atlas signaled Dylan not to come closer, and I was terrified. My beloved daughter was on the bridge, and so was Atlas. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing either.I wanted to save Ava but

Ava continued to sob as the car sped toward the hospital. She clutched Atlas’s shirt, afraid he would disappear if she let go. She gazed at him and could hardly breathe from crying so much.I felt my heart shatter as her cries rendered me speechless. My daughter had always been well-behaved and had never cried so hard before. She kept shaking her head and repeating, “No!” no matter how much I tried to comfort her.Atlas held her and assured her, “I’m here now, so you don’t need to be afraid anymore. Ava, look at me. I won’t let you go, okay?”I was in disbelief at the usually commanding Atlas being so tender and protective toward my daughter. Although I was there, he showed no intention of letting her go. Instead, he continued to soothe and hold her.His usually indifferent expression now bore a look of fatherly love. It filled me with gratitude and a sense of security.My daughter hadn’t felt a dad’s love for so long, making me feel guilty. However, Atlas filled that gap in her h