Jeremy, Lucas, and Sunny followed Corinne out of the car. They had no idea what her intentions were, so they silently stuck close to her.
These kinds of stores typically have alarm systems in place.
Corinne walked up to the fast-food restaurant's entrance, giving the rolling shutter door a powerful kick. She put enough force into it to break it.
The alarm finally went off, creating quite a racket and drawing the attention of passersby.
'What the hell? Are those people in the fancy cars seriously tearing down someone's shutter door?' they wondered in bewilderment.
The trio's commanding presence around Corinne deterred many spectators from approaching to witness the unfolding scene.
Before long, the blaring alarm summoned the store owner, a middle-aged man who brought his wife with him.
"Who are you guys? Why are you smashing my door? What do you want?" The store owner approached fiercely, but in the face of the three formidable men beside Corinne, he seemed diminutive.
The store owner's wife was somewhat frightened. She kept her distance and warned them with her hands on her hips, "Don't stir up trouble! We've already called the police. How dare you guys attempt robbery so brazenly. Have you no sense of shame at all?"
Corinne approached the store owner and bowed apologetically. "I'm really sorry about the door. I had no other choice. I needed to speak with you, but your shop was closed. It was the only way to get your attention quickly. We'll make sure to compensate you tenfold for the damage afterward."
"Miss, it's not that we don't want to help you. It's just that we often hire temporary workers, and most of them don't leave any contact details. They're usually students on break or people facing difficulties and in urgent need of money. Which girl are you talking about? Most of the temporary workers we hire here are girls," said the store owner's wife.
"She's about my height and build, and she goes by the name Anya, but it's possible that she's using a fake name! Take a look at me; she could look a bit like me!" replied Corinne.
The store owner's wife stepped closer, examining Corinne's face carefully. After a moment of thought, she said, "Oh, right! There was a girl named 'An' who worked here for a few days recently. I ended up letting her go. She didn't stay long, and she didn't leave any contact information. I'm sorry, but we really can't be of much help."
Corinne's eyes dimmed with disappointment, but she was not ready to give up. "Could you please think again? Did she drop any other hints? I'm really worried about my son!"
Witnessing Corinne's anguish over her child, the store owner's wife could not help but feel a pang of sympathy. "Oh! What's your relationship with her? Why would she kidnap your son? I really want to assist you, but I don't have her contact details or address. The reason I let her go was because I found out she was trying to seduce my husband... Oh, wait!"
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