Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1167 The Hostage Is in My Hands

Ryan's revelation sparked my intense curiosity.

I pressed for more details, asking, "And? Is there anything else?"

"No... You know the situation, and I was on borrowed time. Plus, when I started investigating, I realized that finding even this bit of information was quite a lot of trouble," Ryan replied earnestly.

"When did you think about looking into this?" I was curious.

"It was after returning to Bibury and recalling when we first met, along with everything that happened afterward. I wanted to help you figure out the things you've been suspicious about. But once I started digging, I found out how peculiar it all was."

I had complete faith in Ryan's words. It seemed my parents were not what I expected. They weren't northerners, and certainly not from Bibury.

"Finding that old teacher was incredibly difficult, and the old man is almost 90 years old now, but he's sharp as a tack, with a remarkably clear mind. He said he felt uneasy after getting that large sum of money, so he decided to relocate his whole family to the capital.

"It took a lot of time and effort for me to find him. Following up further became challenging due to a lack of leads and time constraints. I even extended my vacation and took almost a month off before returning to Foswood with Joyce."

there's a story here," I murmured

might be fake," Ryan told me. "I thought I could continue my investigation if I could

and said, "It looks like it must

the formulas in that notebook,

connections to Bermuda? I

Bermuda, how did I end up in their

Chlo, are

and return to Foswood. It's a critical time, and none of us are

what's going on in Bibury. Atlas and the police here can handle it. But I still don't know when I'll

matter what happens, stay calm, don't get worked up. Trust that Atlas can handle it," Ryan reassured me. "Yeah,

wife told Ryan about this,"

unattended. I'm afraid it might be a diversion tactic, and we can't afford any mistakes on that front. That's why didn't ask Ryan to

explained to Mike.

the police involved, there's nothing we can do," Mike said, then asked me, "What do the kidnappers want with your dad?" I shook my head, saying, "I don't know. They just want an old notebook

rang sharply again. I glanced at

for my phone. The police officer in charge promptly gave instructions to his prepared