The Billionaire Heir

103. Poor Again

Chapter One Hundred And Three

Xander Kings sat in his expansive office, staring blankly at his computer screen. He was deep in thought, his mind racing with worry and fear. His eyes flicked over to the painting on the wall, a priceless work of art that he had acquired at auction just a few months ago. He couldn't help but wonder if it was worth the risk.

The room was quiet, save for the soft hum of the air conditioning and the occasional beep from his computer. He leaned back in his leather chair and rubbed his temples, trying to shake the uneasy feeling that had settled in his stomach. It had been three days since he had been kidnapped, and yet the memory still haunted him.

He had been leaving his office late one evening when he was suddenly tricked by the mysterious phone call, grabbed from behind and thrown into a van. He had struggled, but his kidnappers had been too strong. They had blindfolded him and driven him to an undisclosed location, where they had kept him for several day