Alison was terrified. She was filled with an overwhelming feeling of anxiety. She woke up with everything she had. She was about to leave to check on her daughter, but suddenly Vivian stopped her. Vivian was smiling broadly.Vivian slapped Alison hard. She looked at Alison with eyes that burned with hatred."The pain of this slap is nothing compared to what we can do to your daughter," Vivian said in a threatening voice. "Hurry home and see if she's still safe or not. If not, it's all because of your stupidity."Still shocked and in pain, Alison stared at Vivian with a desperate look. "What did you do to my daughter?" she asked in a trembling voice, filled with deep anxiety.Vivian only smiled sarcastically. "I won't tell you. Hurry home and check for yourself. If anything bad happens, just remember that this results from your stupid decision."Alison ran, ignoring the pain of the slap. All she could think about was her partner, Charlotte. "Lotte, you have to be okay. Please," Alison
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
The kidnappers burst out laughing, the satisfaction evident on their faces. Their success in threatening Alison was the first step of their grand plan - however, they knew it was only the beginning. Their job was to blackmail Alison as much as possible, and if necessary, they wouldn't hesitate to torture Charlotte to get her to do what they wanted. "It seems so easy to get this much money," one of the kidnappers said with a big laugh. His voice echoed in the dark, smoke-filled room. His friends joined in the laughter, their eyes shining with pleasure."100 million dollars, that's a lot of money. We can live comfortably without having to work for the next few years," he continued, his eyes twinkling at the thought of a new life of luxury. "With that much money, I can sleep with several women simultaneously. They'll be the fulfillment of my lust. Just thinking about it makes me lustful.""You're always like that. You pervert," his partner complained.The kidnapper shrugged his shoulde
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
The chaos in the factory wasn't over yet. Suddenly, the factory roof exploded with a booming sound, sending debris and dust everywhere. The sound of the explosion was loud and shook the ground, followed by a rumbling sound that signaled that a bomb had exploded. The kidnappers lying on the floor stared upwards in fear, feeling that this situation had gone beyond the limit."Is that the sound of a bomb?" asked one of the kidnappers in an anxious tone, his eyes widening as he watched the roof debris fall."Looks like it," replied the other kidnapper, his voice trembling. They all felt confused and surprised. They were just kidnappers, not terrorists, and now it was as if they were caught up in a much bigger situation than they had imagined.The surprises weren't over yet. Several helicopters appeared from behind the debris, flying low and making whirring sounds that added to the noise around the factory. The kidnappers stared wide-eyed, fear paralyzing them. The sound of the approaching
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
The kidnappers were hung upside down, with their heads down and hands tied behind their backs. This position left them completely helpless, unable to move or try to escape. The room, full of fresh cigarettes and dust, was filled with the sweet smell of thick sugar water.One by one, the sugar water was poured out slowly, running down the kidnappers' legs until it dripped onto the floor. The sticky sensation caused them to feel uncomfortable, adding to the panic on their faces. Some of them tried to scream, but their voices were silenced by their upside-down position and the radiating pain.The building was an abandoned factory. The criminals chose this place because it was far away from the crowds. Of course, screaming would be useless to do.The leader of the kidnappers, his eyes red and full of anger, tried to struggle in place. His face was full of sugar water dripping from his forehead to his chin. "What are you going to do to me? I told you who's behind this. Let me go!" her voic
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