Chapter 3

"Fiona, don't panic. The experienced officer is already in our neighborhood. He'll be here soon!"

His voice softened as he tried to calm me down, "Did you hear me? Nancy is so scared that she can't even eat, yet she's still trying to speak up for you. Fiona, trust me. Fraser will be fine. Joseph said he wanted to see me. That means he either wants me to change someone's autopsy report or he wants our family's money. Fraser is his bargaining chip. He'd never be stupid enough to kill him before I show up."

I looked at Fraser's exhausted face on the screen.

Then I said quietly, "Sebastian, Joseph has already killed ten people. He's capable of anything."

Sebastian fell silent for a moment.

I thought he had finally understood. Then I heard a doorbell ring through the phone.

He said, "Fiona, the officer is here. Just wait a little longer."

"I'm not the one who's waiting. Our son is waiting..." Before I could finish, he hung up.

Only five minutes remained before the bomb would explode.

Walter and Helen rushed over.

"Quick! Tell the kidnappers we'll give them the entire Robertson fortune to get Fraser back!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the tablet screen showed only Fraser.

The kidnapper's cold voice came through the speaker. "The Robertsons are so rich. Are you really willing to give up all that money for one life?"

Walter immediately shouted into the communicator. "Of course! Fraser is our precious grandson. We'll give you as much money as you want!"

Joseph Miller let out a soft laugh.

Then the communicator went silent.

Helen wiped away her tears and ordered the secretary, "Get the full list of our assets right now. Not a single dollar can be left out!"

Hope sparked inside me again.

I quickly lowered my head and messaged my assistant, telling them to start counting our assets too.

Daphne saw what was happening and called over the officer in charge of the rescue operation. "Get the bomb squad ready. There are no observation points on the top floor, so the snipers can't get a clear shot at the kidnapper. Keep the helicopter on standby at all times..."

"Mr. Walter, we can't transfer the money!"

Walter froze.

Then he demanded, "Why?"

His secretary was sweating with panic. "Finance says Mr. Robertson has a special account that he uses to put money aside for Ms. Lightfoot. He set up several security protections on it. If anyone tries to move the money inside, all of the Robertson accounts will be frozen!"

I started trembling uncontrollably. "Why would he be putting money aside for her?"

The secretary explained, "Mr. Robertson said it was supposed to be Ms. Lightfoot's future wedding gift."

Helen covered her mouth and let out a heartbreaking cry.

Then my assistant sent me another message. "Mrs. Robertson, we just checked the accounts and discovered that all the money in your joint account with Mr. Robertson was transferred into another account under his name!"

I nearly collapsed.

Sebastian and I had agreed long ago that the money in that account would be Fraser's college fund.

Because I trusted him, I had never checked the account. But he had secretly moved all the money into another account to save for Nancy's wedding.

Daphne suddenly received another message too. "No wonder we couldn't find Nancy's new address. That mansion was purchased by Sebastian for her. I've already sent officers there!"

At that moment, Sebastian called me.

His voice was furious. "Did you tell Dad to check my accounts? Now all my accounts are frozen! That includes the money I've been saving for Nancy's wedding for the past five years!"

He had been saving money for her for five years. But Fraser was only four years old.

That meant Sebastian had already been saving for another woman's wedding before Fraser was even born.

I closed my eyes and spoke calmly. "There are three and a half minutes left on the bomb."

He continued angrily, "You still haven't answered my question."

I ignored him. "Sebastian, in three minutes and 20 seconds, Fraser will be blown up. Are you really not worried at all?"

He shot back, "Fiona, are you threatening me with Fraser's life?"

Helen was crying so hard that she could barely breathe.

Walter suddenly snatched the phone from my hand. "Sebastian, you need to come save Fraser right now! If you don't, don't ever come home again. And don't ever call yourself my son!"