My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 362

While they were on their way, Elliot and his men would continuously tune into the information and directions given by the bodyguards who were tracking Anastasia and her kidnappers. Right now. all Elliot could do was pray for her safe return. The thought of what those kidnappers might do to her while she lay helpless in the car brought an ominous gleam to his eyes, and he wanted ‘nothing more than to catch up to that van and kill those kidnappers with his bare hands.

Even though they were accelerating at full speed, he still felt like they were going too slow for comfort. If Riley so much as touched a single hair on Anastasia’s head, he vowed that he would blast them all to kingdom come.

Presently, Anastasia was slowly coming to her senses as she lay on the ground in an abandoned house somewhere. A sack had been pulled over her head, and she could see nothing but darkness, though she did pick up the sounds of footsteps and people talking around her.

She struggled to break free of her restraints as she let out muffled cries. “Mmph!”

“Stop struggling. Miss Tillman. There’s no way you’re getting out of here alive,” said a weathered male voice.

For some reason, she found the voice extremely familiar, but she couldn’t match a face to it.

die by my hands,” drawled a cold voice

of a sudden? Who is he? Judging by his words, he could very well have been my mother’s killer

in her headspace, but just as panic and adrenaline filled her, the man . spoke

mock sympathy in his tone

but when she heard this, her fear was intermingled with

actual person who killed your mother is none other than Old Madam Presgrave!” the man said insidiously, his voice

over her head, she still struggled and moved around after hearing this, indicating that she refused to

and left him for dead, she

to dawdle on this, the station dispatched all their available uniformed officers and ordered them to bring Elliot back alive no matter what. Your mother happened to be one of those unfortunate souls who were sent out on the rescue mission. As far as Old Madam Presgrave was concerned, her grandson’s life was the only

understand Harriet’s fear of losing her grandson, but she didn’t think

his place. She was determined to protect him even though she had taken thirteen stabs to the back and practically bled