Riches in Disguise novel Chapter 289

Before long, we met up with Victor's people.

With the alley packed with the rescue team and Victor's people, the tension in the air was palpable. I bet the kidnappers must have sensed something by now.

At that moment, I finally saw Lynn. The moment she laid eyes on me, she slapped me across the face.

Victor was about to charge at me in anger, but I quickly waved him off. After all, Lynn had every right to be angry with me.

Lynn snapped, "William White! If anything happens to Riley, I swear I'll risk my life to kill you!"

I had no response, so I just sighed. After yelling at me, Lynn checked with the police for updates.

I called Victor over and asked, "Where's Mark? Do you have any leads?"

"Yeah. It wasn't hard to track him down since plenty of witnesses saw him carrying the child. I've already sent people to look into it. We'll find him very soon," Victor said.

Honestly, I was more worried about Riley than Lynn was. I said, "Alright. The sooner, the better."

About ten minutes later, Victor's phone rang. With that, I immediately looked over at him.

He pulled out his phone and answered the call. A moment later, his eyes lit up. He excitedly turned to me and said, "We found Riley, and she's safe."

I let out a sigh of relief. "Where is she? Hurry up and take me there!"

After I called Lynn into the car, Victor immediately took us to our destination.

Lynn didn't say a single word the whole way. From the look on her face, I could tell that she didn't believe me.

After all, she didn't know my true identity. I couldn't blame her for doubting me.

Mark was stunned to see me. "What are you doing here?"

I didn't answer. Instead, I threw another punch.

Mark was furious and ready to fight back. However, before he could react, Victor and his people rushed in and took him down.

Just then, Quintus showed up. He brushed off Victor's people and strode over to Mark. Without saying a single word, he grabbed Mark by the hair and drove a fist hard into his stomach.

Mark couldn't say a single word. He doubled over, clutching his stomach. Spitting out a mouthful of bloodied saliva, he collapsed to the ground.

Quintus went in for another hit, but I stopped him. If he beat Mark to a pulp, I wouldn't be able to get anything useful out of him.

I demanded, "Tell me! Where's Riley? If you don't spill, I'll make sure to cripple you!"