Natalie’s pupils quivered. “What do you mean by that? You stole the child. Where are you?”
“I’m on a boat out at sea. As long as you transfer the money to the designated account, I’ll return the child immediately. If I don’t receive the money by dawn, your son is finished.”
Natalie’s gaze turned icy as she looked out the window. So, it was about money after all.
Yvonne had been spoiled rotten by Jerome, becoming utterly arrogant. Now, without his protection and with no money of her own, she was desperate enough to do something like this.
“Are you dreaming? The banks aren’t even open at this hour. How am I supposed to transfer ten million dollars to you?”
“Fine! Tomorrow morning, then. If I don’t get the money tomorrow morning, I’ll toss your child into the sea.”
Natalie shot up from her seat and walked to the window, peering outside.
She couldn’t see anything. A blizzard was raging, the wind howling ferociously in the extreme weather.
“Are you sure the baby is okay?” Natalie asked, feigning anxiety.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of him until I get the money. Now stop wasting my time and go get the cash.”
The caller hung up.
A murderous look filled Natalie’s eyes.
Then, an idea struck her.
There should be security cameras near room 408.
Natalie quickly opened the specialized software on her phone and found the hospital's network port. The connection was slow, taking three minutes to access the system.
Soon, she found the footage of Yvonne lurking by the door of the hospital room.
She noticed a red X over the file; the original video had been tampered with. It was clear they had planned this.
Natalie thought for a moment, then recorded the clip and sent it to the local police department.

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