My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1108

“Carrie! Where are you? I’ll come for you right away,” Reece answered, his worry spilling out without restraint.

Carrie interjected before he could say more, words tumbling out fast. “Listen, I don’t have time to explain. Someone kidnapped me—I’m locked in a disgusting vehicle somewhere. One of the kidnappers is willing to help, but only if you send money. I’ll text you the account. It needs to be three million—just do it, please.”

“No, make it thirty million!” Lise retorted, cutting off any further discussion. Carrie’s jaw tightened. “Thirty million, then. But I’m warning you, the rest will only show up once I’m out of here.”

Trust issues simmered on Lise’s side. “Not a chance. You could just disappear, or go straight to the police. Why would I risk that?”

Meanwhile, Reece, still on the line, heard a woman arguing with Carrie, though he had no idea who it was—just that it sounded like someone young.

their tracking system in motion, zeroing in on the signal from Lise’s phone. What began as a heated exchange about money had, without Lise realizing, given the

out, Carrie took another shot. “Look, this is dangerous for me, too. If we send you the money and you go back on your word, I lose everything. Let’s do ten million up front. Even if I escape and back out, that’s

hoped the lure of extra money later would keep her talking, while she also counted on Reece’s side to

hesitated, temptation winning out. “Deal. Ten million

settled, she snatched the phone and barked into it. “Send the money the way Carrie told you. Don’t bother with questions, because I’m not saying where we are. She’ll get one shot at escape. After that, she’s on her own.” Once she finished, Lise ended

evidence, she removed the SIM card, slid open

the heart of

an annoyed sigh. “That was my backup number. If your people start calling and the others

felt relieved when she realized Lise hadn’t connected it to the location tracking. She decided not to press her luck and

gaze fixed downward in defeat. The suffocating container crushed her spirit as much as her body, and her calves