Charles couldn’t stand the look in her eyes–it was an icy indifference, the kind that comes when disappointment has burned everything else away.

He gently cupped her face and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “Just give me ten minutes. I’ll track down you and the kidnappers.”

“Mm,” Renee replied, her tone distant and hollow.

She felt numb; all her emotions seemed to have vanished.

The car pulled up to an isolated stretch outside the city. A couple of headlights lit the place up, with only a single road leading in–and now, that road was blocked off by a big truck parked sideways. The kidnappers‘ car sat right behind it.

The truck’s headlights shined bright, lighting up the whole handoff spot.

Renee was being held tight by several kidnappers, her face streaked with tears. When she saw Charles actually show up, her eyes went red with emotion, but her mouth was gagged, so all she could do was let out muffled

cries.

One of the kidnappers pressed a knife to her throat, his eyes full of menace. “Mr. Sinclair, we got a lookout on the road you came in. If you brought anybody else, your sister dies right here–no bluffing. Let’s not play games. Send your wife over, and we’ll hand your sister back.”

Charles was about to speak when the kidnapper suddenly brought the knife down and sliced off one of Renee’s fingers.

“Ahhh! Ahhh!” Renee screamed, her voice echoing with agony.

‘It hurts–it hurts so much I could die!‘ Renee thought, pain and panic flooding her senses.

Yolanda had been on her way, still half–convinced that Renee had staged the whole thing. But seeing how brutal the kidnappers were, she knew she was wrong.

These

guys were definitely after her. But she’d been a housewife for two years and hadn’t pissed anyone off.

‘Maybe it was Vivian’s uncle?‘ Yolanda thought.

But even the Andrade family wouldn’t dare go this far with Renee. If Charles found out, they’d be facing some terrifying revenge.

Charles let her go and gently nudged her forward, his tone gentle. “There’s a chopper waiting nearby. You won’t have to face this alone,”

when Charles, feeling uncertain, pulled

chest tightened, and for a split second, she

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stone–how could she not feel hurt and wronged by all

looked down, his lashes shadowing his eyes as he sighed softly. “I’ll make it up to you, I

didn’t say a word, just kept

gut feeling

goodbye, as if she was slipping out of

wouldn’t just stop loving me,‘ Charles tried convincing

was just no way she’d suddenly walk away. ‘She’s loved me

one in charge had a wedge–shaped, unsettling face, cold gleam in the whites of his eyes, and lines

as she crawled toward

dragged Yolanda into the car parked behind the trucks–now the road was

back of the car, dizzy and barely

the other

The tall, thin kidnapper thrust his hand out, his voice gritty and threatening. “Give me your phone. Now.

fired off desperate texts to Samuel and Ian–those two were her only hope.

silent and

guy powered off her phone and tossed it aside. “Charles, cold as ice. Didn’t hesitate for a second–just handed his wife over. Tell you what, in your next

seriousness. “Call that guy- tell him Yolanda’s in our hands. Let’s see if he falls for it. Damn, we

man quickly

the call connected, his tone

right here. If you don’t want her dead, you better show up–fast. Or we’ll take turns with her and tear her to pieces. What was her name again? Oh yeah, Yolanda! And let me tell

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so Yolanda heard

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now, on the phone, he sounded cold and

said, “I

hung up instantly,

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