“Well, well, well, she’s indeed the woman you’ve fooled around with! A brief nudge and she sprang up in your mind, didn’t she?” Zoella’s voice was very soft, wedged with a hint of disgust.
After being thrown off for a split-second, it dawned on Hansen. It was Aria indeed.
He couldn’t help but to unexpectedly breathe in a mouthful of cold air.
“Zoella Yates, allow me to tell you, I’ve neither played around with Aria, nor did I ever touch her. I don’t even come close to being known as someone who abandoned her after messing around with her. She was the one who pestered me. I didn’t expect each of you women to be more heartless and vicious than the other. Looks like you really won’t shed tears until you see your coffin. Gird your loins accepting God’s very own wrath.” He said coldly, “You’d better tell me where Aria hid my son right now.”
“Hey, hey.” Zoella smoked leisurely on the other line, not in a hurry at all. After slowly puffing a smoke ring, she said coldly.
“There ain’t a hurry. It’s normal for you to want to know where your son is. But, Mr. Richards, why should I tell you this?”
“Alright, just tell me what your conditions are and I’ll agree to it. However, the child is innocent and I hope that you will treat him well. If you want to vent your anger, then come at me and let the child go first.” Hansen’s heart was burning with anxiety. No matter what conditions she offered, he would agree as long as Jerry’s safety was guaranteed.
Zoella smiled triumphantly on the other end of the line. She was very satisfied with the way Hansen was at that moment.
“Conditions? Of course, that is necessary. However, such a negotiation is too unrefined. Look, if you really want to discuss the conditions sincerely, then let’s meet face-to-face. What do you say to that?” Zoella raised her head slightly on the other side. Thinking of Hansen’s handsome face and strong figure, she imagined all kinds of beautiful and charming scenes. She was a little abnormal as she said it in the grip of infatuation.
Face-to-face? A fierce glint flashed in Hansen’s eyes. He felt sick, but he only thought for a moment before replying immediately, “Okay, where are you? I’ll be right over.”
“Hey, there’s no hurry.” Zoella was a little nervous when she heard that Hansen was about to come over, and her face turned red, flustered. She sat up and put the cigarette into the ashtray on the desk to snuff it out, and said coyly.
“Then, when?” Hansen was extremely worried for Jerry’s safety and immediately asked.
“Well.” Zoella rolled her eyes and added enchantingly, “If you want to see me, then it’s okay. But you have to make all the police who are searching for me retreat first, so that I can come to see you.”
“You have done all kinds of evil things. Those police officers were sent by the Public Security Department to arrest you. This has nothing to do with me,” Hansen retorted icily.
“Oh, no, you’re capable of that. But of course, that’s up to you whether you want to or not. You have to know that Jerry is now in Aria’s hands. That woman is already out of her mind, and she can do anything. The longer he stays by her side, the more dangerous it will be. I advise you to think about it carefully, and don’t miss this opportunity,” Zoella reminded him in a ‘caring’ way.
Jerry’s cute, crying face, as well as the image of Jenna fainting flashed across Hansen’s mind. He gritted his teeth and agreed. “Okay, I promise you.”
“That’s more like it,” Zoella said with a smile, letting out a sigh of relief.
“Where can I see you then?” Hansen continued to ask.
“Now, chill out. I’ll tell you after you have the police withdrawn. But don’t try to play any tricks. Jerry is still in Aria’s hands. As long as I give the order, Aria won’t take pity on the child. If anything happens to Jerry then, don’t blame me for being cruel and merciless.” Zoella’s tone remained light as she threatened.
Hansen was green in the face.
“My son is in your hands. What else can I do?” he roared in anger.
Zoella gave a peculiar laugh. “It’s good that you understand. I want to see your action.”
After that, she hung up the phone.
Hansen clenched his fists, with blue veins popping out on his skin. He then loosened his fist and called Jordan.
After hearing Hansen’s request, Jordan was so astonished that he did not know what to do. In the end, after Hansen’s persistence, Jordan withdrew all the police first.
“Mr. Richards, if there’s anything you need, then just hit me up,” Jordan finally told him.
“Alright, don’t worry. My people will inform you immediately.” After Hansen expressed his thanks, he decisively hung up the phone.
In any way, come what may upon Hansen, Jerry must be saved. Otherwise, Jenna would not be able to bear it. Not to mention, Trevor and Mariisa could not bear it, as well as he himself. After all, until then, Jerry was the only grandson of Richards Manor.
After Jordan had all the police retreated, Hansen also summoned Alvin and the others back to the company, twiddling their thumbs at Zoella’s call.
In a dark room on Sunshine Mountain, Jerry woke up from being knocked out earlier. He saw that the room was filled with darkness, and there was a pungent and musty smell. At such a young age, he immediately realized that he had been kidnapped by an evil person, and his eyes widened in fear.
“I want to go out, let me go.” Jerry opened his eyes and immediately cried out. His little hands were tied behind him and he couldn’t move at all. He was so scared that he was about to cry.
“My child, my child, don’t cry, Mommy is here.” A skeletal woman ran in from outside in a hurry and coaxed while hugging him in her arms.
Jerry opened his pitch-black eyes and stopped crying. Upon closer inspection, he realized that she was not his mother at all.
Although this woman’s eyes were large, she had a dull look on her face. There was an intimidating wickedness in her eyes and brows. When she looked at him, her eyes were suffused with white light that wouldn’t belong to an ordinary person. Her pupils were greenish and scattered. Such a scene would make one’s hair stand on end.
Jerry had never seen such a terrifying woman before, thus he was scared till the color in his face was drained.
The woman held him with her thin and bony hands, which were not gentle at all. She patted him without considering her strength. It was painful.
Jerry was terrified.
“Who are you? You’re not my mother.” He looked at her and asked warily.
Aria hugged him even tighter. She murmured, “Be a good boy, darling. I’m your mother. Mommy likes you. Don’t leave Mommy.”
Then, she picked him up.
Jerry felt no warmth on her body, and his entire body was inundated with an unfamiliar aura. He struggled with all his might. “You’re not my Mom! Let me go! I want to go home! I want my Mom!”
All said and done, he was just a little child. His hands were tied behind his back, limiting his movement. Under these circumstances where he was panicking in fear, he could only exert all his strength to shout and cry.
However, Jerry’s cries seemed to crank up an ounce of excitement in Aria. She lowered her head to look at Jerry, with her eyes flashing like lightning. As she relished Jerry’s cries, she reached out to pinch his tender cheek.
It seemed that she had never pinched such tender cheeks. It was very addictive, and she didn’t consider her strength. She just pinched his cheeks as she pleased. After a while, patches of blue and black mushroomed all over Jerry’s face as a result of Aria’s pinches.