Merry Smith went into a meeting room accompanied by several security officers. She was left there with the security guards while Dolores Martinez went with Roger Carpenter into Dolores' private office. Roger quickly reported the situation and the evidence he had related to the Merry Smith case. Dolores then called the rest of the HR team to take care of the administrative documents immediately, and then she returned to the meeting room to meet Merry Smith.Merry Smith sat irritably tapping her fingers on the table."How long do I have to wait here? I'm bored!" shouted Merry Smith.But the security guard at the door was just as silent as a stone statue.Merry Smith flung herself on the chair in annoyance. She sent Franz Smith a lengthy text message while she waited. Her father Patrick Smith recently had heart surgery, so Franz had told Merry not to burden their father's mind with unnecessary things.Merry Smith bit her nails in annoyance. It was the

When Ann woke up, she was in a room with her hands cuffed behind her back. She was sitting on a chair, and someone wrapped a rope around her, so Ann could hardly get herself out of the chair. Nevertheless, her legs were left free. The room was so dark that Ann's eyes had to get used to seeing in the darkness.Dimly, Ann noticed the room she was currently locked in. Unfortunately, this room was too good for the size of the confinement room. The shape was like a warehouse that had not been used recently. The roof was high, and the area was enormous. There were several empty and unused iron shelves.Ann felt familiar with the shape of this warehouse. The structure of this warehouse building was very similar to one of his father's warehouses. Was this a warehouse in the same warehouse complex, or was it his father's warehouse before the Grahams bought it?Ann recalled what had just happened. It seemed Hans Graham drugged Ann and kidnapped her while trying to retriev

Patrick Smith ordered a bodyguard to push his wheelchair toward Franz Smith."What is this? Why haven't you killed that woman yet?" asked Patrick Smith, almost losing his temper.Franz Smith grabbed the cell phone in Hans Graham's hand and showed his father the screen."Papa, Merry was kidnapped by J. Carter," said Franz Smith.Patrick Smith's eyes widened in surprise. The threat he had heard just now didn't seem like an empty bluff. Merry Smith was surrounded by people who were ready to shoot her in the head seriously."Patrick Smith. You dared to deceive my father in the past. So now you want to threaten me with my wife's life? I'll blow Merry's head off if you dare hurt her," threatened J. Carter with a scary grin."Don't touch Merry. What do you want?" asked Patrick Smith furiously."The exchange of hostages. Then sell your Carter stock to me. Or you can give it to me voluntarily. Your call," said J. Carter, grinning."You

When Ann opened her eyes, she was lying on the lap of someone she knew. It was Jace. The man looked dashing and very handsome. The last thing Ann remembered was when she trudged under Jake's protection to dodge the bullets. When she managed to reach an area safe enough and protected by Carter's troops, Ann fell unconscious from exhaustion.When she woke up, the first thing she saw was Jace's."Jace? Where's Jake?" asked Ann. Her throat felt dry. She tried to get out of Jace’s lap and sit next to Jace."Jake went in a different helicopter," Jace replied.Ann looked around and realized that she was in a rather large luxury helicopter. No one else was there but her and Jace. They sat in the back seat. Several seats in front of her obscured the view from the cockpit."Are you alright? The doctor has examined you. He said you just got some bruises and cuts. But maybe you're quite shaken by this incident," Jace said, stroking Ann's burgundy hair ge

Twenty-three years ago… Jax drove the car at high speed. For a ten-year-old child, his body was quite tall. His foot could reach the gas pedal, and he could steer proficiently. Jace sat next to him with his seat belt fastened. His legs were a little shorter than Jax's, so it was difficult for him to drive. "Dad will kill us if he finds out we left without anyone's escort," Jace said worriedly. "Well, I was planning to have you call and tell him. Who would have guessed that you brought a cell phone that ran out of battery? GPS was left at home. Good thing I remember the location without GPS. Help me look at the map, Jace. The map is in the dashboard drawer," complained Jax as he continued to speed in a zigzag motion. "It does not matter. I think dad would have known we were missing. He must have read the message I wrote on the paper on the table. He just might have seen the last GPS we saw. He must have caught up with us," Jace said, trying to reassure