The man waved his hand and sprinkled some white powder, then took Nicole away.
Looking at it, Nicole had no strength and was unable t o fight back at all.
If he had used force instead, Nicole might not have been so easily taken away.
The man's tactics were brilliant. He probably already knew that Nicole was trained and was afraid that it would attract the attention of others if there was too much of a commotion.
Clayton's fingers squeezed his phone until his knuckles turned white. His expression was dark and gloomy.
The manager on the side trembled.
"S-Should we call the cops?"
The manager was so frightened that he could not complete his sentence. It was clearly a kidnapping, but the person being kidnapped was the heiress of Stanton Corporation.
Stanton Corporation just had to move a finger to make his cinema go bankrupt.
He seemed to feel the catastrophe.
Clayton’s face was dark and glum. His warmth faded away, and he seemed to turn into someone else, becoming terrible and gloomy.
Clayton glanced at the manager coldly and turned to leave.
He did not say whether to call the police.
The manager did not dare to make the decision on his own.
The receptionist cautiously reminded him, "What if the person kills the hostage if you call the police? Ms. Stanton will die...”
The manager’s face became even paler.
Grant knew that Nicole was wearing a watch with GPS tracking on it, so he was not too worried at first.
However, when he saw that the red dot disappeared at the entrance of the mall, he finally realized the seriousness of the matter.
The watch was thrown aside, but Nicole was taken away.
Grant ran out of the study and even dropped one of his slippers.
Aida was surprised to see Grant looking so pale with fright.
"Where are you going?”
Grant tried to restrain his emotions. He looked at the still-lit living room and heard Floyd and the butler chatting. He became uncertain.
He took a deep breath, looked at Aida, and spoke in a soft voice.
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