It was another virtual number.

These numbers could be generated in seconds, each tied to a different IP address completely untraceable.

The kidnapper was calling.

Celine answered. "Hello."

A distorted, mechanical voice crackled through the line. "Celine, have you arrived?"

Her grip on the phone tightened. "I'm here."

"Good. You must have met the men I prepared for you tonight. Be a good girl and serve them well."

Celine let out a cold, mocking laugh. "Oh, I'm being very obedient. In fact, I'm taking great care of them."

"Liar! You never served them-you fought back!"

Celine's eyes flicked up, her gaze cutting through the private winery like a sharp blade. "You're here, aren't you?"

She had said it to lure the kidnapper out—and it worked.

hiding somewhere in the shadows, observing her

the estate was vast. Even as she surveyed the room, she

realized she had been outwitted, her voice dripping with venom.

lips curved into a cold, knowing smirk. "Do we know

heavy silence fell

This isn't random-you're

it?"

question was a precise strike, slicing through the lies. She refused to give the kidnapper even

motionless, her eyes

been the one to set this all in motion-luring Celine here, arranging the

trap, she had turned the tables,

she was forcing Carly

landed like a splash of cold water, the heavy weight of realization sinking in.

"Celine, you're mistaken. I'm not

an eyebrow. "Really? You didn't even bother asking

That just confirms

caught

suspected you for some time, Carly in all of Kinthorne, you're the only one with a motive to target me

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