Chapter 52: Kidnap

Eason’s POV

A spotlight hits me and people are turning their heads at my direction. I vaguely hear the host’s voice coming from the distance, asking me to take my dance partner and join the dancefloor.

“Eason!” mom grits beside my ear, pinching my arm. “Go invite the girl now. Or you will regret it later.”

She is pushing me. I know if I say yes, I will become her puppet once again, which is exactly what she wants.

I take in a deep breath and pull myself free from her grasp, taking a step back.

“Mom,” I meet eyes with her. “I don’t care if she’s a princess or the daughter of the richest man on earth, I won’t dance with her.”

There is only one person I want to share my first dance with

And she is not here.

“Don’t be stupid, Eason! As the Ramirez’s heir, you have a responsibility to-”

I cut her off, “Mom, stop fucking control me. I am the Ramirez’s heir. Not you.”

Her lips part slightly in shock. She’s obviously astonished by my outrageous words. But I don’t give a damn. She can go nuts all she wants after the party. Right now, I have a more important thing to do.

Then, with everyone staring, 1 turn around and leave. I hear buzzing whispers behind me but so what? I can try to be a part of this party for her sake, but if she’s not here, I might as well just drop the act.

Right now, all guests and guests are gathered at the lawn, so everywhere else is deadly silent. I dash across the hall, going upstairs and break into her room.

No, she isn’t there.

past my mind. My palms

can she be? She is not answering

important people

in a deep breath and try to calm myself down. She wanted to be alone

kitchen first, then go to the backyard. I ask every staff that I

No one

Miss Moore had already left?” Our butler suggests. “I saw a few cars

told me first,” I shake my head irritably.

her promise. Nevertheless, she was seriously pissed when she left me because how my families had treated

my relatives are

hear two staffs whispering as they

have arrived a long

trolley was left in the parking lot. No one has seen him. How weird

in a split

snap my head back and grab one of them. The man is startled when

with anything

I snap, tightening my

between us and tries to calm me down, “It’s nothing

just fucking listen to me!” | grit out word by

***

Natalia’s POV

wake up from a

feel like my skull is being cut open by a chainsaw

“You are awake.”

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