NovelEnglishThe Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 142
Chapter 142 Kidnapping
"Finally, you picked up!" Donnelly's deep voice burst through the line, brimming with excitement but quivering
ever so slightly, like a rope about to snap.
Corrine arched a brow, her tone carrying a sharp edge of skepticism. "Alright, spill it. How much do you need this
time?"
She knew Donnelly too well. The man rarely called unless his wallet was gasping
for
air.
Donnelly was a decent soul, no doubt about it, but common sense seemed to flee him
whenever a rare artifact hit the auction block.
So, when she heard his voice on the other end of the line, it wasn't hard to
connect the dots. But then, her assumption crumbled like a house of cards.
"Are you Miss Holland?" A harsh, haughty voice cut through the receiver, dripping with
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arrogance.
Before she could respond, Donnelly's panicked voice erupted in the background. "Help! They've kidnapped...
mmph!”
"If
you don't behave, I'll cut out your tongue!" The shaughty voice came, followed by the sickening thud of a
body hitting the ground.
The revelation struck Corrine like ice water. Donnelly had been kidnapped.
Her previously charming expression hardened into a mask of glacial determination. "What do you want?"
"Miss Holland, you truly embody the reputation of Timeless Treasures' owner- straight to the point," the
kidnapper sneered through the phone. "Fifty million dollars, delivered
to the dock in an hour! Or the old man dies!"
The line went dead.
Corrine's mind raced as she contemplated the situation. Donnelly was practically
a hermit-who could he have possibly angered?
Then, like a bolt of lightning, memory struck: the suspicious vehicle that had tailed her
yesterday,
Without hesitation, she contacted Jules to trace Donnelly's phone.
The signal placed him not at the docks, but at an abandoned construction site.
Her eyes glinted dangerously as she steered her car toward the location. Meanwhile, Leah was returning from a
shopping excursion with a friend when Corrine's car caught her attention.
Her features darkened with remembered humiliation.
The incident at Farris’ birthday party, where her counterfeit gift had exposed her before the Ashton family, still
burned fresh in her memory.
Seething with anger, she had stormed into the antique shop to demand a refund. But instead of getting what she
wanted, she'd walked out even more humiliated.
Her grudge against Corrine had festered ever since, and the sight of her now stoked the fire. Leah's lips curled
into a venomous smirk.
She watched Corrine's car with narrowed eyes.
The Ashton family claimed Corrine had no connections in Lyhaton-no friends, no family, no obligations. So, where
could she be rushing off to? Leah's gaze lingered. The car wasn't heading toward Timeless Treasures. Interesting.
'Was Corrine hiding something? A secret she wouldn't dare let the world see?
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A venomous smile twisted Leah's lips as curiosity and malice merged into
determination.
She would discover what Corrine was hiding.
In her car, Corrine dialed Jules. "I'm approaching the construction site. Bring backup."
"Why must you always rush into danger without consultingfirst?" Jules released an exasperated sigh while
hurriedly dressing. "Corrine, | mean it-wait for reinforcements before doing anything rash!"
"I'll try," Corrine replied noncommittally before ending the call.
Her eyes flickered to the rearview mirror, noting the vehicle shadowing her
movements. A hint of mockery crossed her features.
Behind her, Leah noticed Corrine's sudden acceleration.
Had she been spotted? Or was Corrine racing to protect sdark secret?
Pressing the accelerator, Leah maintained her pursuit, determination burning in
her
eyes.
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