Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 649:

The kidnappers exchanged wary glances, clearly thrown by his lack of bargaining. Tracy tried to intervene, her voice trembling. “Brian, don’t do this. I’m not worth that much. I don’t want you put in danger because of me.”

But Brian’s patience was wearing thin. “You have a choice—take the money and let her go, or face the consequences.” His words carried a deadly seriousness.

After a brief pause, one kidnapper made a quick call, then asked, “Are you really prepared to pay a hundred million for her?”

“My word is final,” Brian replied.

The account details were handed over. Within moments, Brian completed the transfer, and the kidnappers received confirmation.

Efficient and businesslike, the transaction was over in an instant.

Once the money hit their account, the kidnappers shoved Tracy forward before disappearing into the crashing waves below, a waiting boat whisking them away in seconds.

remained ice-cold as he watched their

should we pursue them?” asked one of his team members,

the police and let them

to Tracy. “Untie her and take her to the hospital for

𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓬𝓬 𝗮𝓬𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 ⓯𝓻𝗼𝓶 gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫷𝖼𝗈𝗺

spend such a vast sum for her. But his immediate indifference as soon as she was safe left her torn between gratitude

don’t care about them. I just want you,” Tracy whispered, her tone

you don’t care about your own child, no one else

he

of conflicting emotions—exultation at being rescued at any cost, and resentment at the coldness of

simply abandon. But as

of love or worry. To him, if money could solve the problem, it wasn’t worth his attention. The transfer was swift, impersonal—a transaction made not for Tracy, but out of urgency to return to