Upon the resounding slam of the door, Ariana swiftly pivoted to discover two imposing men wielding knives, their malevolent glares squarely fixed upon her.

The elderly man, on the other hand, stood meekly beside them, cowering as if he were trembling with fear, his neck shrunk as he dared not look at them.

Remy, his fury unbridled, positioned himself protectively in front of Ariana.

He hurled at the elderly man and the two sinister human traffickers.

“You wretched scoundrels! Kidnappers of your ilk deserve the most severe retribution! Abducting innocent children-how shameless can you be?”

Desperate to explain himself, the elderly man raised his trembling hands and stammered, “It wasn’t me! I had no choice! My grandson is also in their clutches. I had no choice!”

he taunted, “We’ve had our sights set on this little

our time

the production crew had arrived at the farm, this

artists’ offspring, Melon had caught

they knew he

voice thundered as

discreetly slid her phone into her pocket, her fingers tracing the screen’s surface by memory, accessing her contacts and dialing

fingerprint recognition was swift, and the

she had to take a gamble, hoping the

other end, Holden quickly picked up the

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