Several police officers exchanged glances and finally gave in, leaving the Hollis Family residence.
"Serenford, Serenford, you’ll help me, right?"
Alice Lynch grabbed Nicholas Hollis’s sleeve, speaking in panic, with even a hint of uncertainty in her own voice.
An impatience flickered in Nicholas Hollis’s eyes. He didn’t know why he was feeling impatient, but seeing her so fragile, he slowly nodded nonetheless.
"I’ll have someone follow you to protect you."
Alice swallowed and then redialed the number, inquiring about the location, and headed over with two boxes of money that afternoon.
She drove her own car, while Nicholas Hollis and a few other bodyguards followed in the car behind.
Alice was very afraid; she didn’t want anything to happen. Everything she had now was hard-earned, and she couldn’t afford to fall because of these troubles.
"Rachel, get your husband to turn the car around, or we’ll kill him along with you!"
The kidnapper’s call came again, starting with such a rude demand.
Alice was becoming increasingly panicked. The other party seemed to know everything about her, yet she didn’t even know how many people they had on their side.
"Mom, sobbing, please hurry, or I’ll be dead."
Anna Hollis’s voice kept coming from the phone, wrenching at Alice’s heart as she pressed the gas pedal violently.
And just after her car passed, a large truck appeared in front of Nicholas Hollis’s car, forcing them to stop, watching helplessly as Alice’s car got further and further away.
Nicholas Hollis angrily pounded on the car window, ordering someone to apprehend the truck driver. However, after investigating, they found out it was just an ordinary truck driver, who happened to stop in front of them by accident.
Nicholas Hollis had no choice. Catching up to Alice was already impossible, and calling her only resulted in a busy tone. He had to seek help from the police again.
Alice parked the car at the agreed spot, holding the two boxes as she got out, only to see a few men with guns.
Her legs went weak, but she forced herself to stay calm.
When Anna Hollis saw her, she tried excitedly to get up, but was too weak from being beaten earlier.
"I’ve brought the money, now release my daughter."
It was Alice’s first time facing such a situation; her palms were sweaty with fear, but for Anna Hollis, she had to hold on.
The men raised their eyebrows, dragging Anna Hollis and throwing her in front of Alice.
"Your daughter can leave, but you have to stay."
Alice’s body stiffened as she helped Anna up.
"Didn’t we agree that you’d let us leave once I give you the money?"
The two boxes were kicked aside by the man, showing they weren’t here for the money this time.
Alice took a step back. If they were after the money, everything would be negotiable, but she feared they were bent on revenge.
Anna Hollis fearfully hid behind Alice, not daring to look at the men.
The man stepped forward and grabbed Alice.
"We want the money, and Mrs. Lynch, you have to come with us, or neither of you will leave here alive."
Anna Hollis was terrified; she didn’t want to die!
"Mom, you go with them. Maybe they just want to ask you a few questions. I don’t want to die, Mom, I don’t want to die!"
Anna Hollis was so scared her face turned pale, constantly backing away.
Alice looked at her daughter with disappointment. For her, she braved the danger and came here alone.
But at this critical moment, instead of speaking up for her, she was eager for her to go to her death.
A trace of mockery appeared in the eyes of the men as they held Alice and walked towards the building.
Alice didn’t resist; she didn’t want to make futile struggles. She could only wait for Nicholas Hollis to arrive; as long as she could hold on until then, everything would be fine.
She was taken into a room surrounded by cameras; everything here was being recorded. In a villa, Hugo Quinn and Eleanor Hollis could see and even hear everything happening here.
"Rachel, I realized you don’t recognize me. Your unfamiliarity makes me think I have the wrong person."
The man lightly traced a knife across Alice’s face.
Alice was too scared to move, swallowing hard.
A flicker of light flashed in her eyes. Maybe this person had a grudge against her sister, and by killing her sister, she had avenged him instead. Get full chapters from 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝙣𝙚𝙩
"I’m not Rachel. I’m Rachel’s twin sister, Alice. That bitch Rachel has long been dead!"
Sweat drenched her palms; she hoped to buy some time and ensure her safety before Nicholas Hollis arrived.
An intriguing flicker appeared in the man’s eyes. He smirked and put the knife away.
"You say Rachel is dead? How do I know you’re not lying to me?"
Alice knew she had bet right, becoming more excited as she spoke.
"I knocked her out and threw her into the river. How could she have survived? By now she’s nothing but bones."
Sitting in the villa, Eleanor Hollis was so furious upon hearing this that she nearly smashed the screen, calling Alice a venomous woman.
Hugo Quinn held her, eyes full of pity.
"Listen to her continue, Eleanor, sit down."
Eleanor’s eyes reddened, slowly sitting down with her hands tightly clenched.
"You just knocked her out; maybe she survived later."
The man was deliberately coaxing her to reveal the truth, but Alice, desperate to plead, didn’t notice. Moreover, the encounter with the man’s knife had already shattered her psychological defenses.
"She fell off a cliff and soaked in the river for so long. After I saved her, she developed a fear of water, even needing a shower instead of a bath. She could never swim. Water became her psychological shadow. She was already unconscious at that time, even if she hadn’t been, she wouldn’t have survived."
Alice boasted with glee, her face full of smiles.
The man’s eyes flickered as he suddenly looked at her with sarcasm.
"Isn’t she your sister? How could you do that to her?"
"Yes, she was my sister! But why did our lives have to be so different? Why could she become the exalted mistress of the Hollis Family, while I had to live miserably in that fishing village? I was unwilling! Once I knew she was the mistress of the Hollis Family, I began plotting everything. I took her name, her husband, even sent her daughter to the countryside. Humph, that bitch probably never imagined I’d do something until she died!"
Alice was outright gleeful, her face already twisted, the sharp and mean demeanor far removed from the genteel lady image she usually portrayed.