Chapter 589

The sight of crimson blood sent shivers down Anastasia's spine. She stood there, frozen, too terrified to move, look, or even think about opening the box.

Herman's heart was pounding in his throat, and the nanny's scream echoed through the house. Salma rushed out of the room, eyes wide. "Any news on Pattie? What's going on?"

She spotted the box, looking completely baffled. Herman, with scissors in hand, cautiously cut through the tape. The moment the box opened, revealing its contents, Anastasia went pale and almost lost her balance. Inside was a bloody pig's trotter, wrapped in black duct tape. At first glance, it could easily be mistaken for a human limb.

Salma screamed, "Oh my God, who's playing this sick joke? This is horrifying!"

Herman, his face tense, shouted, "Dailey, find out where this box came from, now!"

"Could this be from Pattie's kidnapper? Is this a warning? Are they asking

all they wanted was

trying to calm her down. "Don't worry. If it's the kidnapper,

"Who the hell would

a suspect. Julie had disappeared without a trace. The police thought it was unlikely she was involved; as a wanted fugitive,

to leave it at Anastasia's house in Southridge Estates. The man didn't get a good look at the

fell, Anastasia was plagued with insomnia, her mind racing with thoughts of where Pattie could be and who might have taken her. The police were searching, Herman had a team out looking-demanding to find Pattie, dead or alive but there was

no tip was too small. Again and again, Anastasia faced disappointment. The leads from online sleuths

about Pattie's whereabouts, but Gianna refused to say. Cynthia was torn between fear of Pattie being found and

for visitors. "Sis, just spit it out. Pattie's missing, and we're

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