Shining Bright After Rebirth

Chapter 564 Requesting Ten Million Ransom

Diana's heart raced as she processed the chilling words on the other end of the line.

"What do you mean? You're the one who stole the baby! Where

are you?

The voice replied, dripping with smugness, "I'm on a boat out at sea. Just transfer the money to the designated account, and I'll hand the child back to you. If I don't get the million by dawn, your son is as good as gone." Diana's gaze turned icy as she stared out the window.

She mused, "So that's it. It's all about the money. Penelope has grown so accustomed to Gale's indulgence. Now that without Gale's protection, Penelope is desperate enough to pull something like this."

"Are you out of your mind? It's the middle of the night-the banks aren't even open! How am I supposed to get you 10 million dollars?" Diana shot back, her voice firm.

"Fine! Tomorrow morning then. If I don't see the money by then, I'll toss your kid into the ocean to feed the fish!"

Diana shot to her feet, her heart pounding. She rushed to the

Chapter 564 Requesting Ten Million Ransom window, staring into the stormy night.

The wind howled, and snow whipped against the glass, obscuring her view.

baby is safe?" Diana

care of him until I get

2/4

and get that money!"

Rage ignited within Diana.

to

surveillance footage near room 408," she thought, her

system through a special app on her phone. The internet connection was slow, and it took a few agonizing minutes

flashed on the screen, indicating that the original footage had been tampered with. "They were prepared for this," she realized, frustration boiling inside her. Diana recorded the video and promptly sent it to

was a powerful tool, and she knew it could come in handy in moments

the footage, she quickly cleared her

Penelope, I can find

she's gotten herself

she chose the police chief's child.

Diana needed to

hasn't cut ties with Penelope yet. Does she still see some value

turned her attention to her nephew, who had a rosy little face and was waving his tiny hands in his sleep. His lips pursed,

baby bottle, preparing to mix some formula. "With the cops still grilling down below, I'm timing myself to make my way down right after they wrap up." Meanwhile, the police department