Shining Bright After Rebirth

Chapter 565 File a Report

Felix seethed with anger, his sharp gaze piercing through Freya. "But I haven't received any ransom calls yet."

The pieces of the puzzle were starting to align in his mind. "If

it was the same crew as last time, I could take them all down at once," he thought, determination settling within him.,

"Mr. Jameson..." Freya began, but he cut her off.

"Where does this woman live?" Felix demanded as he gazed out. the window at the swirling snow.

A flicker of worry crossed his face.

He mused, "The baby could freeze out there in this storm."

The video he received, which they still couldn't trace back to its source, could have been sent by someone who knew exactly who took his son.

Felix had been guarding the delivery room, waiting for his wife to be moved to her room. Both she and the baby had been peacefully asleep when he stepped out for a quick call. When Felix returned moments later, the child was gone, and I was a cruel coincidence that all the nearby cameras were down.

storm took out a lot

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newly surfaced footage, it hit him. The cameras had

no random kidnapping; it was orchestrated by

Jameson, she's staying at the little building across the the little building across the street, room 302," Freya replied, her voice filled

your involvement, I need you to place your phone on the bench and sit over there. I'll find this woman in the video and confirm you're not tied to this before

Why would you think I'm in league with her? Your

his thirties, tall and strikingly handsome. Yet, it was his sharp, hawk-like

wavering under his fierce stare, and she nodded quickly. "Alright, Mr. Jameson. I'll comply. I'll wait here while you go find the child. In this brutal weather, that little one can't

word, Felix turned on his heel and strode out, leaving two officers behind to keep an eye on

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Rachel made it critical to keep

a few of his team members to

was in a much different frame of mind. She was slicing beef into thin strips and tossing them into the air fryer while reveling in her own little celebration. Fifteen minutes later, the aroma of her perfectly cooked beef filled the air,

storm. "Gale, you can only be my child's father. The Marsh