All Novel Sweet
Chapter 1164
Upon the resounding slam of the door, Ariana swiftly pivoted to discover two imposing men wielding knives, their malevolent glares squarely fixed upon her.
The elderly man, on the other hand, stood meekly beside them, cowering as if he were trembling with fear, his neck shrunk as he dared not look at them. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
Remy, his fury unbridled, positioned himself protectively in front of Ariana.
He hurled at the elderly man and the two sinister human traffickers.
“You wretched scoundrels! Kidnappers of your ilk deserve the most severe retribution! Abducting innocent children-how shameless can you be?”
Desperate to explain himself, the elderly man raised his trembling hands and stammered, “It wasn’t me! I had no choice! My grandson is also in their clutches. I had no choice!”
A derisive sneer crossed one of the traffickers’ faces as he taunted, “We’ve had our sights set on this little one for quite some time.
We’ve bided our time for the perfect opportunity.”
Ever since the day the production crew had arrived at the farm, this nefarious gang had been watching them, plotting.
Amidst the celebrity artists’ offspring, Melon had caught their attention first.
He was the most endearing and captivating among the children, and they knew he could fetch a handsome price, securing a carefree retirement for themselves.
“Shameless! Aren’t you afraid of retribution?” Remy’s voice thundered as he held his ground, safeguarding Ariana and the two children.
Seizing the moment, Ariana discreetly slid her phone into her pocket, her fingers tracing the screen’s surface by memory, accessing her contacts and dialing a number.
Fortunately, her phone’s fingerprint recognition was swift, and the call button was conveniently on the home screen.
At this juncture, she had to take a gamble, hoping the call would connect.
On the other end, Holden quickly picked up the call.
He was just about to speak when Ariana posed her inquiry, “Do you possess the audacity to abduct someone like this? Aren’t you fearful of facing the full might of the law?”
“The law?” One of the traffickers scoffed, “If we were afraid of the police, we wouldn’t be in this line of work.”
Holden’s smile, which had just begun to form, froze in place.
His brow furrowed as he listened intently to the commotion on the other end of the line.