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.

would slacken her grip ever so slightly and drop off some milk

and prone to dispersing in the slightest breeze before reaching the ground, Gwendolyn held on to the hope that Cedrick would bring a search dog to track her down once he

her feet. Occasionally, the sound of snapping branches accompanied her steps, indicating

considering her plan

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

the cop he had assigned

frowned. Realizing that something was wrong,

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

as his attention was immediately caught

his chiseled features, and his dark eyes gleamed with a menacing intensity.

dispatched someone to review the hospital’s surveillance footage, and we should receive an update shortly. Furthermore, I’ve

heart clenched as he forced himself to

any harm to befall her. It hasn’t been

Inform the director that I will shut down this facility if any harm

to pick a fight in broad daylight. The commotion was anything but subtle, so it’s impossible that

occurrence of something like this

get to

plain-clothed officers to stay put and keep their identities concealed and to instead have the

of the milk powder incident to you. I’m

will organize reinforcements from the Federal Bureau

turned away from the building’s entrance, and

to the hospital.

of someone familiar and trustworthy. After

Cedrick did not explain the situation over the phone, Charles sensed that something was amiss. “Isn’t Gwen supposed to be taking care of Benny in the hospital? Why do you need

Cedrick drove while wearing a stern expression and did not

something happen to Gwen? Tell me. I’m worried sick about the incident with the milk

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

was a long silence on the other end of the line. When Charles finally spoke, his voice had turned grave. “Where are you right now?” he asked with concern. “Have you returned to the hospital?

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