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.

turned a corner, she would slacken her grip ever so slightly and drop off some

to dispersing in the slightest breeze before reaching the ground, Gwendolyn held on to the hope that Cedrick would bring a search dog

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

her plan and what

vehicle, the former received a call before they

was the cop he had assigned to stand guard

wrong, he answered the call

Mrs. Jenson is missing, and Mr. Benedict was found placed in a closet.

as his attention was immediately caught by

features, and his dark eyes gleamed with a menacing intensity. “Review the surveillance footage

surveillance footage, and we should receive an update shortly. Furthermore, I’ve assigned two nurses to search the ladies’ room to determine if Mrs. Jenson is

heart clenched as he forced himself to

easy for any harm to befall her. It hasn’t been very long since she went missing, so

Inform the director that I will shut down

baby’s ward to pick a fight in broad daylight. The commotion

sterling reputation for having top-notch security. The occurrence of something like this indicated the possibility of it being an inside job. Thus, it dawned on him how formidable

must get to

put and keep their identities concealed and to instead

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

I will organize reinforcements from the Federal Bureau

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

not been idle on his way back to the hospital.

of someone familiar and trustworthy. After much

over the phone, Charles sensed that something was amiss. “Isn’t Gwen supposed

hand on the steering wheel, Cedrick drove while wearing

once, “Did something happen to Gwen? Tell

before revealing the truth. “Gwen is missing. We are currently reviewing the surveillance footage, but if she has left the hospital, I fear it

line. When Charles finally spoke, his voice had turned grave. “Where are you right now?” he asked with concern. “Have you returned to the

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