The study door slammed open. Henry looked up from the file in annoyance and saw Hunter standing there. Rage washed over his face. “What are you doing? You have no manners. Your mother never taught you anything,” he snapped.Normally Hunter would have argued back, but not this time. He strode to Henry’s desk, stared Henry in the eye, and asked, “Did you have someone abduct her? Is it Liz who was taken?”Henry’s pupils tightened and he snapped back, “What nonsense are you spouting? When have I ever had anyone kidnapped?” His voice was loud, but Hunter caught the quick flash of guilt in his eyes.“So it was you,” Hunter said, anger rising. He grabbed Henry by the front of his shirt. “Call whoever you ordered right now and tell them to release Liz, or I will not let you get away with this.”Henry bristled with fury. His face twisted. “Hunter, don’t forget I’m your father. What right do you have to order me around?” He believed that if Liz died, William would be crushed and would ne
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