The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 525:

Without wasting a moment, Morton relayed the grim situation to his superiors, anxiously awaiting their next move.

Ellie was still on the line, unleashing a torrent of fury at Jayceon.

Jayceon, about to wrap up his day at work, sat in his office chair, his expression a storm of rage. He dialed Davin directly after the call with Ellie, his voice a low growl. “Was it you? Did you orchestrate Patrick’s kidnapping? Keep our feud between us; don’t drag a child into this mess. I don’t care what underhanded schemes you conjure up over the Russell Corporation. But mark my words—if you so much as lay a finger on my son, I’ll bring your entire world crashing down!”

Davin was taken aback. He hadn’t even set foot in the office today; he was enjoying a family vacation at a mountain resort, currently harvesting strawberries at a nearby farm. Standing tall, he declared, “Even if Dad hasn’t acknowledged Patrick as family, I can’t fathom you claiming some random kid as your own. So I know Patrick is your child. No matter the depths of my hatred for you, I wouldn’t stoop so low as to use a child as a pawn. It wasn’t me.”

He ended the call, frustration simmering within him as he muttered, “Who in their right mind would dare kidnap someone from the Russell family?”

and that suited him just fine. He hoped the kidnappers would succeed, even trading Jayceon for Patrick. That way, he could avoid dirtying his own hands dealing with

secretary as he

involvement, but she flatly

efforts yielded nothing. With tens of

a sea of emotions. Her mind was flooded with harrowing images of Patrick being tortured, or worse, leaving her paralyzed with fear. She sat in a chair, panic gripping her as she clutched her phone with white-knuckled intensity, waiting for the kidnappers to

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perhaps her own enemies. Over the years, she, Brenna, and Thiago had

were left in the dark about who had taken Patrick. Just as despair settled over the group, Brenna’s phone rang. An unknown number flashed on the screen.

the other end of the line was a man, his voice distorted by a voice

Brenna asked, her voice steady. She was