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.

me do this," she told them before she got

muttered to herself as she

drive out of the driveway. Without a

He took the opposite route that Anastasia had just taken but once he was out of Dennis' sight,

knew very well that Ana needed protection.

to notice the car that had trailed behind her for the past thirty

and make a turn into what looked like an alley, he knew he would be discovered if he followed her, so he parked his car

construction site. She grabbed the bag and walked to the front of the uncompleted building, her eyes going from each open window to the next, hoping she'd spot Amie or

called out

idiots hadn't provided a phone number. Just an

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

"Hello? Anyone here?"

he saw another alleyway. He walked through and burst out at the back of a huge

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

He called quietly. He took steps

"Daddy?" Then she burst

called back

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

"Daddy!"

the right rope around

gently as he walked

swollen from crying so much and simultaneously glossy with

to see someone else apart from those

feet from reaching her, two hefty men appeared out

the money?" One of them

"It's out front where you asked

then one of them said. "We can't release her

the while, Amie's wails