Though Gwendolyn’s mouth was stuffed and the blindfold was still over her eyes, she heard the report clearly.

She let out a small sigh of relief, although her heart skipped a beat at the thought of Benedict hiding in the ward’s closet.

Silently, she hoped that the guards Cedrick had sent would soon notice the unusual situation in the ward, retrieve Benedict from the closet, and ensure his safety.

As the van drove on, Gwendolyn tapped her fingers and calmly estimated the duration of the journey.

Throughout the journey, the men did not speak, displaying exceptional discipline and cohesion.

Gwendolyn could not help feeling even more curious about their employer.

After approximately forty minutes, the van stopped. The men removed the rag in Gwendolyn’s mouth and dragged her out of the vehicle.

Gwendolyn expressed her displeasure, reprimanding them in a low voice, “Show some respect to a lady. Haven’t you been taught to be gentle and considerate?”

The men were taken aback.

These days, it seems like the hostages are becoming more arrogant than the kidnappers themselves.

“Your fate is in our hands, you know. You should be more polite.”

Gwendolyn remained fearless, her voice calm yet icy. “You’ve taken me as a hostage to leverage something from Cedrick, and he will be furious if I suffer even the slightest harm. I believe you understand the consequences better than I do. You should treat a hostage like me with care, as you would handle fragile cargo. Do you understand?”

Although she was blindfolded and bound, stripped of her freedom, her commanding presence remained intact, leaving the men in suits astonished.

The men, being subordinates unaware of their employer’s intentions, decided it was safer to comply with Gwendolyn’s instructions and handle her with care.

“Let’s go, Ms. Harris.”

With the help of two men, Gwendolyn started forward. Though she could not see the route ahead, her hands, bound behind her back, were not idle.

Before coming here, she had grabbed a handful of Benedict’s milk powder.

or so, or when she turned a corner, she would slacken her grip ever so slightly and drop

ground, Gwendolyn held on to the

that she was treading upon bare earth when she felt its crumbly texture beneath her feet. Occasionally, the sound of snapping branches

plan

Swain alighted the vehicle, the former received a call before they could even enter

assigned to stand guard

that something was wrong, he answered the call without

the voice on the other end of the line reported, “Mr. Jenson, something has happened. There are clear signs of a severe altercation in the ward. Mrs. Jenson is missing, and Mr. Benedict was found placed in a closet. He was crying loudly, possibly due to hunger.

a beat as his attention was immediately caught by the news

his dark eyes gleamed with a menacing intensity. “Review the surveillance footage immediately. Find out where she went,”

footage, and we should receive an update shortly. Furthermore, I’ve assigned two nurses to

he forced himself to stay

must have faith in Gwendolyn’s jiu-jitsu skills. It wouldn’t be easy for any harm to befall her. It hasn’t

will shut down this facility if any harm comes

can’t believe someone broke into a baby’s ward to pick a fight in broad daylight. The commotion

Valley Hospital had a sterling reputation for having top-notch security. The occurrence of something like

must get to the bottom of

and keep their identities concealed and to instead have the

hanging up, he ordered Swain, “I’m leaving the investigation of the milk powder incident to you. I’m heading back

organize reinforcements from the

the car keys from Swain, turned away from the building’s entrance, and got

not been idle on his way back to the hospital. Using the hands-free Bluetooth device in the

and trustworthy. After much deliberation, Cedrick decided to trouble

phone, Charles sensed that something was amiss. “Isn’t

steering wheel, Cedrick drove while wearing a stern expression and did

something happen to Gwen? Tell me. I’m worried sick about

are currently reviewing the surveillance footage,

on the other end of the line. When Charles finally spoke, his voice had turned grave. “Where are you right now?” he

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