"Why is there no one here?" Clara said to herself. What she saw was different from what she had anticipated.
She thought it would be a deserted land with nothing but weeds. Yet it was not lifeless, but rather beautiful.
The green grass and the unknown wildflowers brought peace to the minds.
But it was not time to enjoy the scenery. Clara, who lost her son, was not in the mood.
"Let's go inside and see what is there." Horace had guessed what was going on.
He guessed the most important person to Clara was kidnapped. And Clara was here to the person's rescue.
Clara agreed. After all, it was not a good trading place where they stood at. It was too obvious.
And the car was right in front of them. They had thought that the kidnappers might take the money and flee
Clara didn't notice the unusual heat emitting from the hand of Horace as she grabbed it.
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Clara touched her pocket. She found that her phone was still there, and spoke to Horace.
"You can leave now."
Horace looked at his empty hand, smiled, and stared at Clara without speaking.
"Don't follow me." Clara knew that he was stubborn, so she walked forward without saying anything else.
"What the hell are you doing?" Clara noticed that Horace was still following behind.
She wasn't in the mood to talk to him that much now, and she couldn't let him know about Neo's existence, so she could only yell at Horace.
"Nothing. Just let me follow." Horace looked firmly into Clara's eyes.
Clara knew that Horace wouldn't leave. Besides, the most important thing at the moment was Neo's safety.
So, she didn't want to argue with Horace anymore.
After walking for a while, Clara's phone rang. The kidnapper called!
"Hey, where are you?" I brought the money. Clara asked for the specific location of the kidnapper.
"There's a small house in the village, bring the money in." A muffled voice came from the other side of the line.
"Okay." Clara had no choice but to follow the kidnapper's instructions. She didn't want anything to happen to Neo.
Clara walked to the door, and Horace followed. She knew she couldn't get rid of him so she didn't talk much.
He could be helpful.
Clara entered the house. Horace followed hurriedly. After they entered, they heard a bang and the door was locked.
Clara pulled the sliding door to no avail.
The kidnapper chose a place with a strong door.
Horace tried but couldn't open it either. Then, he found a chair next to him and sat down with Clara.
"Won't you tell me now? Who the hell is kidnapped?" Horace felt that now since he was trapped here with Clara, he should know who had been kidnapped.
Horace couldn't figure out who in the Hutchinson family would be kidnapped.
"You don't need to know." Clara glanced at him and answered casually.
Then the phone rang again.
The news had spread all over the city after the nanny called the police. Everyone was looking for the kidnapped child.
People did that not out of sympathy, however, but out of the fact that there was a big bonus dedicated to those who offered useful information, and that Neo was a cute boy.
Many girls took action. Many journalists went to the Hutchinson Group after knowing it was the young Mr. Hutchinson missing. They wanted to interview Logan.
But Logan didn't go out, so they could only wait outside the building.
The reporters were waiting below for Logan, while Logan was waiting above for Isaac's message.
Soon, Isaac found out the information about the driver.
Hearing that, they decided to meet at the driver's home address.
When Logan left the company, a large crowd of reporters flocked over.
"Mr. Hutchinson, where is the little boy of the Hutchinson family?"
"Mr. Hutchinson, are you secretly married?"
"Mr. Hutchinson, who is your wife?"
"Make room." The security guard blocked the crowd. Logan got into the car.
The reporters were upset about losing the chance to make big news. They couldn't help but glare at the security guards.
Where the driver lived was not too far away. Logan and Isaac arrived almost at the same time. However, it was a residential area and the streets were narrow. They couldn't drive in.
So, they had to walk on foot. There was a smell of garbage along the way.
They could only cover their noses and mouths while walking.
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