Chapter 1946


    Chapter 1946


    The ringing phone pulled Colton back to his senses.


    Colton picked up the phone and took a glimpse at the caller ID. It was Noce.


    He swiped the screen and answered the call.


    “What‘s the matter?”


    “Is Daisie with Freyja?” Colton was startled.


    “Isn‘t she in Taylorton?” Noce sounded eerily calm.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    “No, and she‘s not at the Goldmann mansion nor T. Not to mention that I can‘t get through her


    phone. I believe something must have happened to her.”


    Colton stood up abruptly and suddenly recalled Noce’s reminder from before this.


    F*ck! I‘ve been negligent!


    “I‘ll send someone over right now.” Freyja heard Colton was on the phone and guessed it should be


    Noce.


    Could it be Daisie?‘


    She asked, “Did something happen to Daisie?” He picked up his coat and strode to the entryway.


    “ Something might have happened to her. I have to leave now.”


    Freyja froze in ce. She subconsciously took out her cell phone and stared at the message she had


    sent to Daisie in the afternoon. Daisie had not replied to her yet.


    She called Daisie‘s number, and it showed that the user was busy and could not answer the call.


    On the other side of the city...


    Noce stood in front of the car and called Edison. Thetter imed that Donald was nowhere to be


    seen in Bassburgh.


    Donald is out of the equation. What‘s more, even if he‘s in Bassburgh now, it‘s impossible for him to be


    able to get to the bottom of my rtionship with Daisie so quickly before exposing his identity.


    But if something were to happen to Daisie , who would benefit the most?!


    Noce clenched his phone tightly, and the names of the two people shed across his mind.


    ‘Mitchell Santos and Susan Hotch...‘


    His gaze dimmed, and he said to Edison, “Where are Mitchell Santos and Susan Hotch? Get me their


    location now.”


    There were narrow corridors and dim light in a rental house neighborhood near the suburbs. The


    exterior of the rough old houses was only painted with ayer of paint. The room‘s lighting was


    extremely poor, and the atmosphere was damp and cold.


    Daisie slowly opened her eyes, and the silhouette that appeared right in front of her gradually came


    into focus, it was Susan.


    Like her, Susan‘s hands and feet were tied, but she had not woken up yet.


    Daisie frowned. She vaguely remembered receiving a text message asking her to meet and talk on the


    grounds of exposing Noce.


    After arriving at the destination, she was attacked as soon as she got out of the car.


    Seeing that Susan was also here, she vaguely guessed that it had something to do with Mitchell.


    “Susan.” Daisie moved to her side and called her.


    After a while , Susan started moving. When she opened her eyes and saw Daisie , she was astonished


    .


    “Daisie?“. Immediately, she realized that she was unable to move as she had been tied up, and her


    expression changed instantly.


    “What happened?”


    “Isn‘t this obvious? We‘ve been kidnapped.”


    “What?” Susan‘s face turned pale. “Howe...”


    She seemed to remember something and gnashed her teeth.


    “Mitchell!” :


    There was movement outside the door, and the man who pushed the door and walked in wearing a hat


    was none other than Mitchell.


    Mitchell took off his hat. He had not shaved his beard in a while and allowed it to grow messy. He


    looked rather degenerated and gloomy.


    “Have you woken up?”


    Before Daisie could speak, Susan had already started growling, “Mitchell! Have you lost your mind? Do


    you know what you‘re doing!?”


    ‘He even kidnapped me?‘ “Of course, I know what I’m doing.” Mitchell stood in front of her


    expressionlessly, leaned forward, and grabbed her by the jaw.


    “You b*tch, if it weren‘t for your stupidity, would I have ended up in this situation?”


    Seeing Susan’s trembling appearance, he pushed her away, stood up straight, turned to look at Daisie,


    who was beside him, and sneered. “Ms. Vanderbilt, I didn‘t expect you to protect your fiance to this


    extent.”


    Daisie pursed her lips and raised her head. “What do you want?”


    Heughed out loud. “Will you be able to give me what I want? Oh, my bad, the Goldmanns do have


    the ability to do so.” He squatted in front of Daisie.


    “Anyway, my reputation is ruined now, and I‘ve lost everything. I might be able to ept it if the


    Goldmanns pay me tens of millions aspensation.”