Tranquil Estates.
Dorian and Cordelia had an uneasy night. They were worried sick since their daughter Vivienne was out and hadn't returned. They had made several calls, but she never answered. They only ever heard the busy signal.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Dorian rushed to answer it and was taken aback when he saw Cecilia. "Cecilia? Why are you here so late?".
It was already past ten; Cecilia should be sleeping. Why was she visiting them at this hour?
Moreover, her eyes were red. It looked like she had just cried.
Cecilia tried to force a smile, trying to maintain her composure, but she couldn't help but explain, “Isolde has been kidnapped, and Vivienne has gone to rescue her.”
“What?!”
“What?!”
Dorian and Cordelia stared at Cecilia with disbelief written all over their faces.
Cordelia was the first to snap out of her shock. She grabbed Cecilia's arm and asked nervously, “You just said Vivienne went to rescue her? How could she do that? She's just a nineteen-year-old girl! She doesn't know any fighting skills; how could you let her go?”
Dorian also chimed in. “Your daughter has been kidnapped, and you let my daughter go to rescue her? That's not fair, is it?”
He was worried about Isolde's kidnapping, but Vivienne was his daughter.
No father would want his daughter to be in danger.
Cecilia didn't expect Dorian and his wife to question her like that. She became flustered. “I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking clearly. I’ll call Vivienne and tell her not to go. I've already called the police.”
After Isolde was kidnapped, she reported it to the police immediately, then called the Ellington family.
But Percival's phone was always busy.
Just then, Vivienne called, and in her anxious state, she told Vivienne everything.
For some reason, when Vivienne said she would handle it, she felt a strange sense of relief but forgot that Vivienne was only nineteen. She was a girl who knew nothing about fighting skills.
If anything happened to Vivienne, not only would Dorian and his wife not forgive her, but her own son wouldn't forgive her either.
Cecilia quickly took out her phone and dialed Vivienne's number, but it was still busy.
She didn't dare look Dorian in the eye. She whispered, “I can't get through.”
Dorian was speechless for a while.
Just then, his phone rang.
It was his coworker. He didn't want to answer at first, but thought about it and picked up.
As soon as he answered, his coworker said anxiously, “Dorian, quickly open your phone. Check the live stream app. Someone kidnapped your daughter's students, and they want her to rescue them. The live stream has over a million viewers. You should watch it.”
After Vivienne's piano performance at the Brooks family banquet went viral, Dorian had been bragging about his daughter to his coworkers.
So, everyone knew his daughter was Vivienne.
Dorian didn't hesitate. He opened his phone immediately.
The number of viewers on the golden masked man's live stream was increasing rapidly. The chat was flooded with pleas not to harm the students.
But the man in the golden mask sat leisurely in his chair.
“Friends in the chat, what do you think I should do with these students if Vivienne doesn’t arrive within the time I’ve set? Oh right, and her fiancé’s little sister. She’s quite cute; it would be a shame to kill her.”
After a moment of thought, the man in the golden mask continued, “How about I send her to Fariana Isle's Golden Grotto? She’ll be quite the looker when she grows up.”
As soon as he said this, the chat filled with insults.
“Madman! Beast! You're worse than a pig or a dog! How could you lay a hand on such a young girl?”
“Release them immediately! You can’t escape the long arm of the law!”
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