Chapter 707


    Chapter 707


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    MissusBhus: [Stop talking about it! Dale just epted a new drama and is about to start


    filming. How could he possibly have time to have a child? His schedule is packed!]


    GossipGuru: [Come to think of it, it’s not exactly a disaster, is it? At his age, getting married and


    having kids isn’t such a big deal.]


    MissusBhus: [Let’s not focus too much on the private lives of celebrities Let’s focus on their


    works!]


    When Dale saw thesements, he finally heaved a sigh of relief. ‘Good lord, this was simply too


    much! If I had known, I would’ve sent someone else to handle it,’ he thought. Now, having finally


    sorted things out, he returned to the factory and heard the distant sound of a baby crying, as well as


    Katherine’s voice. His heart skipped a beat. ‘What’s going on? What did that idiot Maliah do this


    time?‘


    When he entered, he saw the baby crying uncontrobly while Katherine was pounding on the


    cupboard door, weakly pleading, “Please, give me the child…”


    Katherine had just woken up when she heard the baby’s cries. She was frantic. Maliah was about


    to speak but was stopped by Dale, who set his things down and quickly pulled Maliah aside,


    signaling the henchman to hand the child over to Katherine.


    Katherine, clinging to herst bit of strength, dug her nails into her flesh, trying to stay awake. When


    she looked up, she saw a man wearing a mask holding a baby, who was only wearing a diaper.


    Katherine’s heart ached immediately. “Give me the child.”


    The burly man handed the baby to Katherine and also gave her the bags on the floor. Katherine


    understood. She quickly got up, dressed the baby, changed his diaper, and prepared a bottle of


    milk. Finally, the baby’s crying ceased, and Dale sighed in relief. He watched Katherine in secret,


    seeing that her entire focus was on the child, and felt a bit at ease.


    Once Katherine had put the baby to sleep, she looked at the several men before her and said


    tremblingly, “Who are you? Do you know whose child this is? Why did you kidnap the child along


    with me?”


    “Cut the crap!” one of the men barked. “You’re getting on my nerves. Sit back down.”


    Fearing for the child’s safety, Katherine found a corner of the room and sat down, cradling the baby


    in her arms. She remained alert and watchful, every muscle tensed as she kept a vignt eye on the


    men. The baby seemed to sense that Katherine meant no harm, and with a contented yawn, he


    gradually rxed and fell asleep peacefully.


    Katherine was extremely distressed, thinking, ‘If they find out that the child is missing, they will


    definitely be worried sick. Matthew, your son is missing. Why haven’t youe?‘ She urgently


    wished for someone toe and rescue them.


    Katherine nced around. They were in an abandoned factory, deste and silent. She pleaded to


    the men keeping watch, “Please, I know you’re doing this for money, but the child is innocent. Can’t


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    you let us go! I’m from the Santos family. I can offer you a lot of money. The child’s parents are


    wealthy too. If you let us go, I won’t say a word!”


    The men looked at each other. Just as one was about to speak, a voice from outside shouted,


    “Guys, it’s bad. Matthew has issued a city–wide search. They’reing our way!” This was


    disastrous. They were even more afraid to return the child now, their panic palpable. They could


    already imagine how terrible it would be if Matthew caught them.


    Dale’s heart pounded. Though he hadn’t witnessed Matthew’s ruthlessness, he had heard about it.


    He was just a small–time film actor, not a match for the Grant family in terms of resources, and


    they were holding their precious baby in captivity. It was a disaster. He nced at Maliah, who was


    pale with fear, and knew she was in a panic too.


    Maliah, terrified, quietly withdrew to a corner. At that moment, her phone rang, startling her. It was


    Owen. She quickly answered, trying to steady her emotions before speaking. “Dad, what’s the


    matter?”


    “You haven’t been up to anything outrageoustely, have you?” Owen asked.


    Maliah’s heart skipped a beat, but she denied it. “Dad, what are you talking about? I haven’t done


    anything. I’ve been very well–behavedtely.”


    Good. Matthew’s son is missing, and the city is in a state of alert. If this is somehow rted to you, I


    won’t be able to protect you. You’d better behave yourself!”


    “Yes, Dad.” She hung up abruptly, too afraid to say anything more. If her father knew it was her idea,


    even the Anderson family might not be able to protect her. She tugged at Dale and asked, “What


    should we do now?”


    “We can’t return the child now. That’s essentially suicide,” Dale said with a somber look.


    “What do you suggest we do, then?”


    Dale gritted his teeth. “It’s all your fault for causing this mess. Now we can’t get rid of him, and


    keeping him will only cause more trouble. It’s a disaster!”


    Maliah sneered. “And now you me me? If you hadn’t thought of forcing yourself on Katherine,


    would I have been involved? Dale, if this isn’t resolved properly, we’ll both be doomed!”


    Now, with Katherine and the baby with them, they found themselves trapped.


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