Carson froze, hands clenched tightly into fists. Anger burned inside him after finding his son kidnapped for the second time. Previously, the culprits were Sergio and his family. But this time, he was sure it wasn't them. There were only two possibilities in her mind. The first was her uncle Marlo or Alison's grandmother, Nora."It must be one of them," Carson thought with tension and anger.On the other hand, Alison looked very panicked, her face pale and frightened. The trauma of the previous kidnapping was still with her, and she couldn't imagine her daughter having to go through the same thing again."We don't have that much money," Alison said in a shaky voice, trying to explain the situation.The caller didn't give her a chance to negotiate. "Don't think I'm stupid. I know very well that you guys had a grand wedding celebration in the biggest building in Springvale. That party obviously required a lot of money. If you can afford to spend that much on such an event, you must have

Shortly after his subordinates left, the factory door creaked open, and a middle-aged woman entered with confident steps. She wore simple yet neat clothes and seemed to have finished her business quickly.She also looked hurried, as if she wanted to leave immediately. The kidnap leader narrowed his eyes. He recognized this middle-aged woman. They had worked together several times. The middle-aged woman walked with the help of a cane, but her face still looked younger. Of course, it was because of the expensive treatments she used.Shortly after arriving there, she glanced at Charlotte. It looked like Charlotte wanted to say something, but her mouth was gagged with a cloth. She just screamed, but her voice didn't come out. The middle-aged woman smiled, satisfied."Everything is ready," she said, her voice full of assurance. "I've contacted the buyer and am ready to sell the girl. I'll take her. Your job is done here. Ah, yes. Just be careful because this girl's father is quite powerful

Kayla stood in front of the kidnapper tied to the chair, her gaze sharp and determined. The torture items she prepared were placed on the table beside him, creating a tense atmosphere there. The kidnapper shuddered, he tried to rebel, but he couldn't break the bonds on his body. Carson stood on the other side, carefully monitoring every movement. He was the general, only giving orders. Let the subordinates do everything else."How does it feel now? Still want to keep your mouth shut?" Kayla started the conversation, her voice cold and full of emphasis.The kidnapper looked at her with eyes full of hatred, yet her strength and confidence seemed to fade in the face of preparations that hurt her. "I won't tell you anything. I told you, I don't know who that person is. We only met once," he replied in a determined voice.Kayla raised an eyebrow, her smile thin and full of sarcasm. "You think I'll believe you? It's foolish of you to think so. If you don't tell me who's behind all this, don

Carson clenched her fists, her body shaking with anger. It never occurred to him that his only daughter, Charlotte, could be kidnapped again, and even more surprising, the culprit was Charlotte's own aunt, Vivian."I guess this has something to do with her," Carson thought while clenching his hands into fists, even to the point of bleeding. "Nora must be involved in all this. Vivian couldn't have acted alone. She needs Nora's approval first. That must be it."Although Carson had no concrete evidence yet, her belief was almost irrefutable. Vivian could not have taken this action without Nora's blessing. Vivian wouldn't dare to take the initiative because she feared Nora, her grandmother."Daddy," Charlotte called softly, distracting Carson from the burning anger. She looked up at her father with big, hopeful eyes. "Are you a great father?"Carson looked lovingly at his daughter, though his anger still burned. He smiled softly and leaned over, looking into Charlotte's eyes with great co

Carson stood in the middle of Gob, who looked terrified. Meanwhile, Carson's face was filled with burning anger. He hit Gob repeatedly. Gob tried to fight back, but he couldn't. He could only be battered. His face was swollen from the blows, and his eyes were red.Gob prostrated himself in front of Carson's feet, his body shaking with fear. "Please, forgive me!" he pleaded in a hopeful tone.Carson looked at Gob coldly, not showing the slightest pity. With one powerful kick, Carson broke Gob's nose, the cracking sound clearly audible. Gob fell down, groaning in pain. Carson took a few steps back, shaking his head. All his hard work seemed to be in vain. His anger and despair still lingered.Suddenly, Gob seemed to get an idea, a sardonic smile appearing on his bloody lips. "I will tell this to Mr. Ethan," he threatened in the hope of making use of his big name.Carson looked at Gob with a calm expression. Earlier, Gob had mentioned Ethan's name, but Carson seemed unfazed. "Ethan Clarc