Seeing Harold Jacobs’ scrutinizing gaze, Eleanor Sterling frowned, looking displeased.
She asked, "What do you want by kidnapping my son?"
If it were someone else, Eleanor might suspect it was for Estelle Sterling’s rare blood type.
But standing in front of her was Harold Jacobs, and she quickly dismissed that notion.
Before coming here, she had briefly looked over all his information; Harold Jacobs wouldn’t care about something like that, it seemed to be just a simple dispute.
Ian Jacobs, with his hands on his hips, said, "You’re Estelle Sterling’s mom? He bullied me at school, so I wanted my dad to teach him a lesson."
Eleanor calmly asked, "How did he bully you?"
Ian snorted coldly, "He refused the invitation to join my Red Star Syndicate. Others beg me to join, and now I give him the chance, but he doesn’t give me face!"
For a moment, she actually thought Estelle had bullied someone; after all, the kid was usually so unruly. Find the newest release on ⓝovelFire.net
But hearing Ian’s words now...
Just because she didn’t join his ridiculous group?
Eleanor’s eyes instantly turned cold as she said, "Let him go."
They thought seeing Estelle in their hands would make Eleanor and Estelle beg for mercy.
But unexpectedly, Eleanor was just as dismissive toward them as Estelle.
Ian never expected anyone to be unafraid of his father. In the past, as soon as they captured someone, their family would start begging for mercy.
But with Estelle, why was it different? Could it be they truly aren’t afraid?
Ian unhappily shouted, "Dad, make them apologize to me! I don’t care! I want Estelle to apologize!"
"Baby, don’t worry, watch me."
After Harold said that, he picked up Estelle nearby. He took out a sharp knife, pointing it at Estelle’s neck.
The blade’s cold gleam was perched against the boy’s neck, looking like it could bite him at any moment.
Eleanor’s gaze narrowed, her voice tense, "Don’t hurt him, let’s talk this over."
Seeing Eleanor finally getting anxious, Harold’s twisted heart was satisfied; he enjoyed watching others submit before him.
Ian was even more overjoyed watching Estelle, saying, "Estelle, are you scared? If you apologize to me now, I can ask my dad to let you go."
Estelle pressed his lips together and didn’t speak.
His attitude was clear, completely ignoring Ian.
Ian was furious, a trace of malice flickered in his eyes, "Dad, he actually ignores me, give him a cut!"
Harold seemed angered too. He pressed lightly with the hand holding the knife, and the next second, a thin cut appeared on Estelle’s neck.
Seeing Estelle bleed, Eleanor was nearly driven mad.
She couldn’t hold back anymore, immediately rushing forward to knock Harold away with her body.
Grabbing Estelle, Harold never expected Eleanor to make such a sudden move.
Though Harold was bulky, he couldn’t help but stagger back a step from the forceful shove.
In that instant, Eleanor swiftly snatched Estelle away.
"You damn bitch, how dare you hit me!"
Harold, having Estelle taken from him by Eleanor, was furious. He raised the knife in his hand, intending to strike and teach this woman a lesson.
At the critical moment, a tall, imposing figure suddenly lunged forward, pulling Eleanor and Estelle into an embrace.
The sound of the knife plunging into flesh was particularly clear, making Eleanor look up in shock.