Amelia's heart pounded loudly in her chest, her hands trembling as she clutched her phone. The text message before her seemed like a nightmare she couldn't wake up from.She couldn't believe what she was reading on her phone. Her eyes darted back and forth, scanning the ominous text message once again. "Stop at the bakery with my niece in your hands, no one must follow you," the message read. "Escape through the back without alerting anyone. I'll be waiting for you, else your lovely mom would pay for your sins."Amelia's hands trembled violently as she clutched her phone, she felt a lump forming in her throat, choking back her tears. With trembling fingers, she clicked on the attached video.As the video played, it was her mom Mrs Tate being bound and helpless, and was seen in their own home, a gun pressed against her head. The room spun around Amelia as she struggled to process the horrifying scene unfolding on her phone screen.Instantly, she turned to Tony, her voice quivering wi
Tony's concern deepened as he observed Amelia's behavior. He could sense that something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it might be. He watched as she stammered, trying to reassure him that she was okay, but her shaky voice and fidgety demeanor only heightened his suspicion."Are you okay, ma'am Amelia?" Tony asked again, his voice gentle and reassuring.Amelia tried to compose herself, her mind racing with fear and uncertainty. She bent down to pick up her fallen phone, trying to hide her trembling hands from Tony's watchful gaze. Despite her efforts to appear fine, Tony's suspicion grew, and he couldn't ignore the nagging feeling that something wasn't right.He glanced at his watch, checking the time. They were running late, and Andrew was expecting them. "Ma'am Amelia, aren't we taking too long? Andrew is expecting you and little Violet," Tony inquired, trying to urge her to move on.Amelia's heart sank at the mention of Andrew. She knew the situation was
Amelia was torn between the urge to protect Violet and her own safety. She stood there, clutching Violet tightly, tears streaming down her face, but ultimately, she knew she had no choice but to comply with their demands.Just as she was about to step forward with Violet in her arms, she heard Tony's voice echoing from behind. "Ma'am Amelia!! Ma'am Amelia!!"Relief washed over her for a split second as she turned back. But before she could react further, one of the men noticed Tony's voice and inquired, "You brought someone?"Amelia nodded hesitantly, her mind racing with desperation to escape the situation. But before she could make a move to run back, the men swiftly descended from the van and rushed toward her.Her scream pierced the air, causing little Violet to cry out in fear too. In the midst of the struggle, the men managed to rip Violet from Amelia's arms, causing Amelia to cry out in anguish.The sound of the cry reached Tony, fueling his determination to save Amelia and Vio
Andrew's emotions were running high. He rushed to Tony, grabbed him by the collar, and lashed out in anger and frustration."Alexander fucking has them!!! How didn't you notice she was being threatened?!!"Tony looked visibly shaken, his eyes reflecting regret and guilt. "I'm sorry, boss," he stammered, "I suspected something was off, but it didn't cross my mind that it would be this serious."Andrew's grip on Tony's collar tightened for a moment, but he quickly let go, realizing that they needed to focus on finding Amelia and Violet. He took a deep breath, trying to control himself.He turned his attention to the security convoys, realizing that they had also failed to protect Amelia and Violet. His frustration spilled over as he spoke to them, "I can't believe I wasted my money on this if you couldn't protect them!"One of the security personnel spoke up, trying to explain, "We're really sorry, sir. Everything was well planned."Andrew was in no mood for excuses. He cut them off sh
Tony's face displayed disappointment, he replied solemnly, "I'm sorry, Nana. They've been abducted."Detective Stone turned to nanny Grace as he asked, "where is Andrew?"Nanny Grace said, "in his study, come with me." She walked with detective Stone inside Andrew's study.Detective Stone entered Andrew's study, where he found Andrew surrounded by documents, preparing for a potential negotiation with Alexander. "Has he called yet?" Detective Stone asked, concerned for any updates.Andrew shook his head, the worry evident in his eyes. "Not yet. I'm getting some documents ready to give him in exchange for Amelia and my daughter," he explained, his voice determined.Meanwhile, at the underground warehouse, Amelia slowly regained consciousness, her head still groggy from whatever she had inhaled during the abduction. As her surroundings became clearer, she immediately became frantic, realizing that Violet was missing and bit in her arms. "Violet, where is Violet!" she exclaimed, her he
Amelia's heart pounded in her chest as she looked at Alexander in horror. "Andrew will kill you if you lay just a finger on me," she said, trying to assert some sense of threat, despite her vulnerability.Alexander's laughter filled the room, sending shivers down Amelia's spine. "You think Andrew is capable of killing for you?" he taunted, as if amused by the mere suggestion.Just then, Alexander's phone began to ring. He glanced at the caller's ID, revealing that it was indeed Andrew calling. "Oh, guess who is calling," he smirked, clearly enjoying the power he had over the situation.Amelia said, "Pick up and tell him what you want! Just let us go, please."Alexander, seemingly relishing the tension, moved even closer to Amelia on the bed. He gently placed his hand on her lips, silencing her. "Shhh... Not so fast, darling. I want to see how desperate he is. I'm enjoying this," he said with a sick grin.Amelia's eyes filled with tears as she pleaded with him, "You're sick, Alexander
Andrew's face contorted with rage. He couldn't help but squeeze his fist tight. He wished he could see Alexander at that moment so he'll punch the hell out of him, but he knew he had to keep his emotions in check if he wanted any chance of getting Amelia and Violet back safely. He took a deep breath, trying to remain composed, and said, "Enough games, Alexander. Tell me what you want."Alexander chuckled on the other end, enjoying every moment of Andrew's anguish. "Ah, there you go. Now we can talk business. First, I want half of your fortune transferred to an offshore account, and you have precisely 24 hours to do it. Fail to comply, and well, I'm sure you can imagine the consequences."Andrew's heart sank at the thought of giving in to Alexander's demands, but he knew he had no other choice at the moment. "Fine," he replied through gritted teeth. "But I want proof that Amelia and Violet are safe before I transfer anything."Alexander seemed to consider the request for a moment befo
"Go on, is that all?" Andrew pressed, attempting to keep the conversation going while waiting for Detective Stone to finish tracing the call."The company, the fortune, the mansion, and my new CEO position. 24 hours, or you'll regret it," Alexander declared with a smug confidence."Done!" Andrew agreed, making a difficult decision to buy more time for Amelia and Violet.He glanced back at Detective Stone, who whispered quietly, "We're almost there, hold the call longer."The tension in the room escalated as Andrew returned to the call, desperately trying to buy more time. "Uhm... Where will I pick them up?" he asked, trying to sound calm despite the fear and anxiety bubbling inside him.Alexander's laughter pierced through the line, mocking Andrew's attempt to deceive him. "You think I'm a fool? You're trying to buy more time, aren't you?" he taunted, showing that he was aware of Andrew's plan to trace the call.Andrew was taken aback by how perceptive Alexander was, realizing that hi