Inside the car, the atmosphere was heavy and silence prevailed.

Unseen, they engaged in a subtle competition of wills.

When the car halted at the technology center, Mark’s phone rang.

The number displayed was unfamiliar, and the voice on the other end had been disguised.

“Hello, Mr.

Evans.

Mark’s grip on the phone tightened, turning his hand pale, yet his expression remained impassive as he responded with a smile, “What can I do for you?”

The caller chuckled.

Subsequently, the caller hung up but not before sending Mark a heart-wrenching photo.

It depicted Cecilia bound to a chair, her mouth taped shut, and beneath her feet was the Evans’ family driver.

in some place that

Mark’s phone

“Mr.

of

failure to cherish

phone tightened,

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tone, he retorted, “You believe that kidnapping a girl would force me to reveal information? That’s

Impossible.

Mark decisively

the other end of the line stood a tall and robust man, left in shock as he glanced

Cecilia.

Cathy, Cecilia was Mark’s cherished

man couldn’t fathom how Mark appeared indifferent to whether Cecilia lived or

of such high stature demonstrating

Mark could really be indifferent, and even harbored

individual intervened, cautioning, “Are you out of your mind?

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