Chapter 91

YSABELLE

I groaned in pain when Mr. Willow yanked my hair, forcibly dragging me out of the cabinet. Fear enveloped me as we exited from the kitchen.

The hell?

I couldn't grasp anything but stumble on my feet and refrain from digging on my scalp. I winced in pain when I suddenly flew on the floor.

“I know you will only cause trouble, Ms. Cortez.” He hissed as he closed the door.

My eyes went wide as I sprinted and banged on the door. But too late, he had already locked the door.

As I knew his presence was still behind the door, I dared to question him.

“Why did you have to abduct Jacob? You could speak with Ronan–”

I stopped when he snorted.

“I'm pleased with the sum he offered, but if I don't get the boy, his real father will murder me.”

My ears perked up at his words.

“Y-You know Jacob's father?”

“I'm sorry, I don't have any choice and I can't return the money given by Mr. Volkov.”

Footsteps slowly moved away from the door, taken aback and banged at the door again with my firm fist.