Forbidden Passion

Chapter 588 Phoebe, I'm Coming To Save You

Theodore picked up the call in a heartbeat, and a weird, robotic voice came through, like it was using some high-tech voice changer.

"Mr. Reynolds, I hear you've been on the hunt for Mrs. Reynolds. Sorry for the lack of a heads-up. We kinda borrowed Mrs. Reynolds and your side piece for a bit." Theodore froze, eyes narrowing with a cold glint. "What do you want?"

"Mr. Reynolds, you're sharp. No need for small talk. Five hundred million bucks each, and if you're short by even a penny, I'll start chopping fingers."

"Don't hurt them. I'll get the cash together right now," Theodore said, keeping his cool. He should've known something was off last night when he felt that gut feeling about Phoebe.

The kidnapper's smug voice continued, "Mr. Reynolds, you sure know how to look after your ladies. Now, hustle and get the money. No cops, or you'll be picking up bodies. I'll call you back." And with that, the kidnapper hung up, no hesitation.

"Hello? Hello?!" Theodore shouted into the dead line. He almost smashed the phone against the wall but stopped, remembering the kidnapper would call again.

Swallowing his rage, he dialed the company's finance department.

"This is Theodore. I need ten billion dollars, ASAP," he ordered.

The finance guy was stunned, "Mr. Reynolds, the bank has limits; we can't pull ten billion in a day. What's the emergency?"

"I said get it done, so do it! If you can't, find someone who can," Theodore snapped.

The finance guy had never seen Theodore this pissed and didn't dare argue. "Okay, I'll get on it right away."

Theodore hung up and kicked the coffee table, sending it crashing. Ollie, his cat, darted into its house, eyeing Theodore warily.

She tried to move but realized

gagged her mouth. She knew she was kidnapped. Struggling, she felt the ropes

creaked open, and footsteps approached. Phoebe tensed; it was the kidnapper. Her

footsteps got closer, and then a whip cracked through the air, slashing her back.

could recover, the whip struck again and again, each

went pale, and she whimpered in agony. It hurt so bad. Who

whipping continued until Phoebe passed out. The kidnapper left her

the kidnapper's call, Theodore sent out search teams.

Theodore swept everything off his desk, shouting, "Find them! Turn Kedora upside down

no news. Why was there still no

eleven, then hit up the convenience store next door for almost an hour. When she left and headed towards Imperial Apartment, two

police and check the

a car with fake plates. After leaving the city, they ditched it by the roadside. They must've

avoid being found, and every second wasted meant more danger for Phoebe

racing with anxiety. But he had to keep it together. If he lost

had passed. Was Phoebe being tortured? Was she hurt? Scared? Was she

these thoughts from flooding his mind. Just imagining what Phoebe

all

that Phoebe was kidnapped, instead of

all on

Phoebe filled Theodore with a fear he'd

loved her. He hadn't even told her yet. How could he

What now?" The finance officer