The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 986

The news of Brittany's kidnapping spread through Craneville like wildfire, stirring up a widespread commotion.

Yuri rallied every resource he could muster, dedicating all his energy to tracking down Isaac's whereabouts.

A wrecked car was found at the bottom of a cliff, its shape grotesquely twisted. The police struggled to pry it open, only to find it empty.

Isaac had vanished without a trace.

According to the car's dash cam footage, Isaac, severely injured and tumbling down the cliffside, had slim chances of survival. The police scoured a thirty-mile radius in full force.

Some of Isaac's belongings, including a ring, were recovered, but beyond these items, there was no further trace of him.

"Mr. Lynette," the officer said gravely, "considering the current circumstances, it's highly likely that Mr. Isaac Salter is no longer with us."

Badly hurt and fallen off a cliff, the odds of being alive were slim.

They had searched for miles around and found no sign of Isaac. And the area, scarcely trodden by human feet, made it almost impossible for anyone to have rescued him.

Yuri slammed his fist on the table, his face clouded with anger. "No matter what, you need to find him!"

Even if he had no love for Isaac, he was still his grandson's father. He couldn't just stand by and do nothing!

Not wanting to cross Yuri, the police embarked on a second search.

Three days passed without any new leads.

Yuri entrusted the Lynette family affairs to Holden, while he stayed at the hospital beside Brittany.

Brittany had suffered a head injury and was recovering from surgery, still unconscious.

Yuri kept vigil day and night until even the butler couldn't bear to watch anymore. "Mr. Lynette, perhaps you should go home and rest?"

The doctors had said it would be some time before Brittany would wake.

"Have they found who kidnapped her?"

"Yes," the butler whispered, "it was someone from Leila’s family."