Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

AUTHOR'S POV

"No!"

Aiden and Dennis bit out at the same time.

Anastasia looked between the both of them, getting even more infuriated. "What do you mean no?"

"Ana, you ca-"

"I am no-"

Each of them began again, speaking over each other.

"I want to hear nothing!" She stopped them with her two palms raised on either side of her. "I'll go by myself, simple!" She finished and grabbed the bag.

It had been over an hour after they received the video. They've successfully raised the money, but they still had no one to take the money to the designated location, because Aiden and Dennis wouldn't be on the same page.

The two men tried to talk her out of it.

Aiden understood Dennis' point of view. It wasn't like he had plenty of money laying around to just give to kidnappers, he just wanted his daughter back. After she was safely in their arms, then they could involve all types of authorities and security. But definitely not at the expense of Amie's safety. "Come on, Ana, we've got this. Just remain here with Justin," he said as his gaze cut to Justin squirming in his court as he curiously watched them.

"No!" Ana wasn't having it. "You've wasted enough time."

Anastasia had tried to be patient, but they've both been arguing for the past thirty minutes.

"Ana, please, we don't know what these people have planned, please, you can't go. Let me go," Dennis pleaded.

Even as both men pleaded, they knew she wouldn't yield. And so as she ignored both of them and made her way outside, the wheels in their heads turned.

Ana opened the car door, then she turned to the two men.

two really care for Amie, stay back and let me do

muttered to herself

and watched Ana drive out of the driveway. Without a

to his car. As he opened his car and climbed in, he felt Dennis gaze on him. He took the opposite

knew very well that Ana needed protection.

address, failed to notice the car that had trailed behind her for the past thirty minutes. Finally, she

knew he would be discovered if he followed her, so he parked his car and continued

ruined and deserted construction site. She grabbed the bag and walked to the front of

She called out after

the idiots hadn't provided a phone number. Just an address

grip on the bag tightened, her palms become sweaty as she tried

"Hello? Anyone here?"

other hand, had taken another route. While he followed Ana, he saw another alleyway. He

cry, but after a few seconds, he could hear the almost incoherent, "help, please, help,"

He called quietly. He took steps toward the building. "Amie, are

Then, "Daddy?" Then she burst into tears again. "Daddy,

called back

the building. There, in the large room, was Amie. She was tied to one of the many weak unsteady poles that was used to

"Daddy!"

to her as she frantically tried to untie the right rope around her wrist, bruising her

called gently as he walked

from crying so much and simultaneously glossy with unshed

she cried, glad to see

her, two hefty men

One of them

put his hands up. "It's out front

said. "We can't release her until we see

while, Amie's