Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 86

Daniel’s POV

66%

1 hadn’t heard from Christiana in days, which was odd, but I told myself she needed space. After everything that had happened, with Alex back in the picture and all the emotions running high, I figured she might need some time to figure things out. So, I stayed away. Gave her room. But something gnawed at me. A gut feeling I couldn’t shake.

It was nearing afternoon when I finally decided enough was enough. I needed to see her, or at least the kids. Maybe she was overwhelmed, maybe she was just being cautious whatever it was, I’d feel better once I checked in on them.

I took the elevator up to the suite, my mind running through a dozen possible reasons for her silence. But none of them prepared me for what I was about to hear.

The door opened, and it wasn’t Christiana standing there. It was the nanny. Her face was pale, eyes wide, almost frantic. Something was wrong–seriously wrong.

“Sir!” she gasped, clutching the doorframe. Her voice was shaky, and I instantly tensed, my heart pounding in my chest.

“What’s going on? Where’s Christiana?” I asked, stepping forward, my voice firmer than I felt. A pit of dread was forming in

my stomach.

The nanny swallowed hard, wringing her hands as she spoke. “She..she’s been kidnapped. The words hit me like a ton of bricks, and for a second, I couldn’t breathe.

“What?!” I growled, my voice sharper than I intended. “Kidnapped? By who?”

She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. I–I don’t know, sir. It happened yesterday afternoon. Some masked men took her… the driver, Mark, saw it happen, but, he couldn’t do anything. They just…” She choked on her words. “They took

her.

I stood there, frozen, my mind racing. Christiana… kidnapped? That wasn’t possible. Not her. Not like this.

“How could this happen!” I muttered under my breath, my hands clenched into fists. “Why didn’t anyone tell me sooner?”

“I’m so sorry, sir,” the nanny whispered, wiping her eyes. “Everything’s been a mess. Alex came and took the kids. They’ve been with him since..since it happened. The kids were terrified, crying. He thought it was best to keep them safe with him. for the time being.

Alex. Of course. He swooped in and took control the minute something happened. My jaw tightened at the thought, but right now, that wasn’t what mattered. Christiana was out there. somewhere..and she needed help.

“I.I didn’t think to call you, the nanny stammered. “Everything was just so chaotic…

was still spinning. I wasn’t angry at her,

flashed through scenarios, questions, possible motives. Why would someone take her? Was it random? No, that didn’t make sense. Christiana

unsure. “The police were informed. Mr. Alex has… well, he’s doing everything

was a man who took charge, and while I had no doubt he was doing his best, I couldn’t just stand by. I needed to act. This wasn’t just about Alex. This was about Christina, and I wasn’t going to let

Ransom demands?” I asked, turning sharply toward her, my

|||

18:15 Fri, Oct 18

Chapter 86

to reach

her head again, looking lost. “No. Nothing yet. Just…

under my breath, frustration building, “I can’t just sit here.

@x66%

Π

taken by people who

to soften my expression. “Thank you

rattled “Please

already racing toward what I had to do next. I didn’t know who was responsible, but I had resources.

And

11

swirling like a storm I couldn’t contain. Christiana, kidnapped. The reality of it hit me like a freight train. It didn’t make sense. Who would

fear mixing together, I couldn’t stand the idea of her being out there, held by strangers, probably lied. I clenched my lists as I headed to the police station. I needed answers. I needed to

at the front desk gave me a curious look. I didn’t have

report a kidnapping,” I said, my voice firm, pushing past the edge of fear creeping up

eyebrow, flipping open a notepad. “A

on my tongue, like saying it out loud made everything more real. “She was kidnapped

shifted, recognizing the gravity of the situation.

nodded, impatient. “Yes, Daniel Brooks. We need to move

the keyboard as he started typing, but

off guard. “What?

Alistair,” he replied calmly, as if that name would ease

of course. Always one step ahead. My jaw tightened, but I kept my composure. “I

units combing the area and gathering any potential Jeads. Mr. Alistair

trying to figure out what to do, Alex was already knee–deep in action. Not that it