They scoured the entire Brooks residence.
Isolde was worn out, yet there was still no sign of Thaddeus.
"See,I told you, Thaddeus really is missing!" Isolde slumped onto the sofa and looked at Vivienne with wide, innocent eyes.
Vivienne crossed her arms as her face took on a serious expression.
Staying at the Brooks Mansion should have been the safest option for Thaddeus.
The Brooks Mansion had a professional security system, and, furthermore, she was around. If anything were to happen, they would know immediately.
Yet even with all these precautions, Thaddeus disappeared without a trace.
As Vivienne was deep in thought, her phone rang.
After checking, she saw that it was an unknown number.
"Hello?"
She put the phone to her ear, only to hear a harsh voice, which was clearly modified. "Vivienne, there’s no need to look anymore. Thaddeus is with us now. I won't waste your time. If you want to keep him alive, you must give me 10 million dollars. I want cash."
Vivienne raised an eyebrow. Her eyes didn’t even flicker as she agreed. "Okay."
The caller seemed taken aback by her straightforward response. He coughed before saying, "Good, at least you know what's good for you."
"But don't even think about calling the cops. If you do, I'll make sure the kid pays!"
"I won't call the cops." Vivienne replied calmly. "But if Thaddeus is harmed in any way, I'll make sure you become well acquainted with death himself."
Ten million, 10 million, whatever amount was not an issue for her.
Money was a small matter. However, if someone dared to hurt someone she cared about, it wouldn’t end with a visit from the cops.
The person on the other end of the line felt a chill run down their spine but still feigned composure. "Have the money ready by the end of today. I'll tell you where to drop it off later."
The kidnapper had a pompous demeanor, making it seem like if their instructions were not followed, Thaddeus might end up dead.
"I have 10 million." Vivienne replied casually. "But you're asking for cash. Even the bank needs time to prepare that."
While speaking, she pulled out a second phone, and her fingers swiftly moved across the screen.
The kidnapper paused, then replied, "Then by tomorrow! No more delays! I don't care how you get it! But I want to see 10 million in cash by tomorrow!"
After saying that, they promptly hung up. Vivienne glanced at the results displayed on her second phone.
The tracking had failed. They had used a counter-tracking system, making it impossible to locate them.
It was a well-prepared plan.
Vivienne nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that they hadn't acted on a whim but had a detailed plan in place.
"Sis..." Isolde, sitting nearby, tugged at Vivienne's sleeve anxiously. "Will Thaddeus be okay?"
She didn't quite understand the conversation over the phone, but from what Vivienne was saying, she could sense something was wrong.
"Don't worry, he'll be fine."
If she said she could do it, she could do it. Those who dared to target Thaddeus were the ones making the biggest mistake.
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