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Deep Love Hidden From Him novel Chapter 148

Money was the biggest motivator, especially for these hooligans.

The man holding the child was obviously thrilled. "Tom, she makes sense. We've offended the Godfrey Group and can't stay in Ocpeace City any longer. Why don't we extort another sum of money and leave?"

The other man was obviously more careful. He stared at Everleigh vigilantly and said "What are you trying to do here, giving us this idea?"

"If you don't believe in me, you can come for me." Everleigh threw the wrench she took from the car on the ground. With a "clang", the cold metal thump echoed through the wilderness.

"Let me remind you, this child has a heart disease. I am a doctor. If anything happens, you won't be able to complete the deal."

Since there was no point of return, the kidnappers had no choice but to pick the only option.

Tom stared at Everleigh for a while and told Bob, "Lock her up with this boy in the warehouse."

People like them were willing to do anything for money. Even if Everleigh's plan was full of loopholes, the profits in play were huge. The kidnappers were blinded by greed.

After Everleigh instructed how to contact Yvonne, the two kidnappers latched the door of the warehouse. Inside the damp and moldy room was a vent over their heads that allowed little light to penetrate through. The sky was getting dark.

Everleigh held Hansen in her arms and checked his pulse. She let out a sigh of relief after knowing that his heartbeat was normal and that his breathing was stable.

Now, they could only wait for someone to save them, but they weren't sure whether Yvonne or Christopher would arrive first.

Christopher could definitely sense something was off from the call with the kidnappers earlier. As long as he noticed that something was off, he could track her geographical location using GPS.

A voice came from the outside of the warehouse. "This woman really wasn't lying. This kid is worth 50 million dollars."

"Please take good care of him. Send in some food later."

As time went by, the last flash of light in the warehouse disappeared and they fell into complete darkness.

"Clang!" The sound of the door opening was particularly clear. Everleigh was startled from sleep and the arm holding Hansen tightened a little.

Bob threw two loaves of bread and a bottle of water towards Everleigh with a flashlight in his hand. "Finish your food quickly. You have to leave after you're done," he said.

"Is the Godfrey family ready to pay the ransom?" Everleigh asked in a hurry.

Bob sneered, "Do you take us for fools? Are we going to sit here and wait for the cops to come? We'll bring both of you somewhere else after you're done."

Everleigh's heart sank upon hearing this.

These two kidnappers were obviously very experienced.

It was completely dark, and there were no cameras along the rural roads in the wilderness. Tracing the kidnappers would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The car stopped after driving for a long time. Everleigh held Hansen the entire way as the road was bumpy. She looked out of the window and saw undeveloped sea and swamp behind her. The car was parked behind a reef, which was an excellent hiding place.

The two kidnappers smoked at the beach, and the car door was locked. Everleigh tried to push the door, but it wouldn't budge.

She moved her arms and Hansen spoke, sounding a little sleepy. "Aunt Trevino, where are we?"

Everleigh retracted her hand and hugged him. She patted him on the shoulder and comforted softly, "Hansen, don't be afraid. We're at the beach now and we're waiting for your older sister and mother to get us."

Hansen was already seven years old, about the same age as Adrienne and Alastair. While being born in a family like the Godfrey family, even when he was well protected, he was more mature than his age.

Hansen sat up and looked around. His innocent eyes faintly seemed to have some form of understanding, yet he didn't cry. He said in a soft voice, "I'm not afraid."

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