Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Brad pressed the fruit knife harder against Lucas' neck, just enough to draw a thin line of blood. The crimson bead trickled down, staining the edge of the knife.

Lucas winced, his face twisting in pain. "Quinn's telling the truth, Mr. Hamilton! We did plan to kidnap Nadine, but we never went through with it! Damn it, that hurts!" he hissed.

As Brad deliberated whether to believe Lucas' words, Cameron rushed in, holding his phone. "This is urgent, Mr. Hamilton! It's about Mrs. Hamilton!"

Brad immediately dropped the fruit knife, snatched the phone from Cameron's hand, and brought it to his ear. "Brad Hamilton speaking. I'm warning you-if Nadine so much as loses a single strand of hair, I will have your entire family pay for it!" His voice was cold and menacing.

The person on the other end of the line chuckled. It was impossible to tell if it was a man or woman, as they used a voice changer.

"Relax, Brad. I won't harm Nadine. But I'm going to have my fun with her for a few days before I let her go! Now, here's what I need from you: prepare a boat and 50 million dollars in cash. You'll hear from me again in three days."

could process their words, the call abruptly ended. Brad's brows drew together as he stared at his phone. He then turned to the police officers working to trace the signal. "Did you get their

head. "They're smart. They knew it would take us at least half

fell back on Lucas, who was still perched

waved his hand. "I swear to God that it wasn't me!

and hold conversations for

it was

a spark of life in his once-duft eyes. After a thorough discussion

too many bodyguards around, finding them noisy and intrusive. He decided to reduce the number of guards, leaving only Travis and two

Travis, "Why hasn't Nad visited

him every day. Her daily visits had become a source of comfort for him, brightening his mood