“What's wrong, Ms. Moore?” Sasha asked after seeing the drastic change in Arielle's expression.
“Everything's fine!” Arielle then turned around and walked away while signaling Sasha to stay put.
Although Sasha did as she was told and stood still, her eyes were fixated on Arielle. After all, she was Arielle's bodyguard, and it was her duty to protect Arielle.
Not only must Sasha obey Arielle's command, but she must also take care of the latter's safety.
“Who are you? Where are my parents?” Arielle asked solemnly as she tightened her grip on the phone.
It turned out that the caller was not Andrea but a stranger.
“Relax. They're safe for now,” the man on the other end of the line said. He smirked as he took a glance at the Wilhelms, whose hands had been tied up by his subordinates.
Arielle knitted her brows when she heard his familiar voice. Why do I feel like I've heard his voice before?
“Mmm... Mmm...’
The Wilhelms wanted to caution Arielle to stay away but could not utter a single word as their mouths were stuffed with rags.
The muffled sounds from the other end of the phone disrupted Arielle's train of thought.
Her heart skipped a beat. “What do you want? Don't you dare lay your fingers on them. Come at me if you dare!”
Arielle tried to remain as composed as possible, even though she was deeply worried about the Wilhelms.
In fact, she had avoided contacting them for years because she was afraid she might get them into trouble.
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