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.

place that

Mark’s

“Mr.

you forgotten the tragic fate of Paul and his beautiful

failure to cherish his wife led

phone tightened, his emotions held

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believe that kidnapping a girl would force me to reveal information? That’s

Impossible.

words, Mark decisively

line stood a tall and

Cecilia.

Cathy, Cecilia was Mark’s

man couldn’t fathom how Mark appeared

of such high stature

he doubted Mark could really be indifferent, and even harbored

“Are you out of your mind? She belongs

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