Chapter 887


    Suddenly, she was jolted and sprang up from her chair.


    Jonathan hurried to Rosalie and asked, “What’s wrong?”


    “It’s Yvette!” Rosalie eximed, pointing to the woman approaching Zachary. Despite the somewhat


    unclear surveince footage and the changes that had urred in her appearance over the past


    five years, Rosalie had no difficulty recognizing her at a nce.


    After all, Yvette represented a trauma deeply etched in her memory.


    Jonathan narrowed his eyes as he watched the surveince camera alongside Rosalie. When


    Yvette beckoned a child over to Zachary, Rosalie was stunned.


    Rosalie remembered this kid to be the little boy who had performed exceptionally well on the piano


    at that exhibition on that particr day.


    She wondered, ‘Is this child rted to Yvette? Could this child be Yvette’s?


    Since Yvette brought the child to meet Zachary, does that imply the child might also be Zachary’s?”


    All these guesses swirled through Rosalie’s mind, and soon someone found the surveince


    footage of Yvette’s second encounter with Zachary.


    Jonathan instructed someone to use the surveince footage to trace Yvette’s whereabouts.


    Indeed, using the surveince footage made it considerably easier to track Yvette’s movements.


    They discovered that she had stayed at a budget inn, but had already checked out before Zekiah


    was kidnapped.


    As the investigation progressed, they encountered some unexpected gains. They finally managed


    to find out where Yvette had been in hiding in recent years.


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    They learned that she was residing in Lostaria, and she had a five-year-old son named Felix


    Hamilton. Felix had never attended a formal kindergarten. Yvette had encountered a retired piano


    teacher in the shanty town where they resided in Lostaria, and Felix had been learning piano from


    that teacher. At that moment, the kidnappers sent an email to Carlos’ mailbox from an overseas


    location. It was evident that they had taken precautions against surveince.


    While it might not be particrly challenging to trace the true source of the email, it would


    undoubtedly consume some time. Even if discovered, the location was likely to be an inte cafe


    or a shopping mall, making it challenging to pinpoint the kidnappers’ precise whereabouts.


    The content of the email caused Jonathan to furrow his brow in deep concern.


    In the email, the kidnappers demanded a direct transfer of 20 million dors into a foreign ount,


    stipting that Rosalie should go alone to a designated location to fetch the child.


    “Absolutely not!” Jonathan responded firmly. “It’s far too risky for you to go alone to fetch the child!”


    “Whether it is dangerous or not, I must give it a try!” Rosalie said.


    Jonathan contemted for a moment and responded to the email, asserting that the money would


    only be transferred once they had ascertained the child’s safety. He proposed they choose a


    location where they could collect the child and execute the money transfer simultaneously,


    effectively trading the money for the child directly.


    Regarding who would bring the child back, Jonathan conveyed in the email that he would be there


    in person and would not be apanied by any of his men.


    “Jon, you won’t let me go alone, but now you’re going alone?” Rosalie remarked, her concern


    evident.


    “It’s safer for me to go than you! We’ll have a better chance. Moreover, I’m Zeki’s father. It’s only


    natural for me to go,” Jonathan dered, and without further ado, he sent the email, leaving Rosalie


    no room for further discussion.


    However, not long after, the kidnappers responded, stating that they were willing to hand over the


    child and receive the money transfer simultaneously, but they insisted that it had to be Rosalie who


    handed over the money and picked up the child.


    The tone of the kidnappers in the email was menacing, hinting that if their terms were not epted,


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    would be prepared to let everyone meet a dire fate together.


    Furthermore, they conveyed that during the time of the transaction, they would send an email with


    precise instructions. If Rosalie failed to appear at the designated location at the specified time, they


    would choose to kill the hostage.


    Jonathan’s expression darkened as he read the email, and despite sending additional messages,


    there was no response from the kidnappers.


    Rosalie firmly dered, “I’ll go. Looks like Yvette and Zachary insist that I be there.”


    Jonathan pressed his thin lips together but refrained from saying anything, clearly disapproving of


    Rosalie’s decision.


    “Jon, I’ll do everything to protect myself. Even if you disagree, I’m still going to rescue Zeki. It’s the


    only thing I can do for him now as his mother!” Rosalie’s determination shone through her words.


    Jonathan let out a resigned sigh. He knew that when it came to her decision, he would never be


    able to oppose it.


    “Okay, let’s take a risk. If something really happens to you, I will be there for you!”


    That single sentence embodied his unwaveringmitment. For a split second, Rosalie’s heart


    quivered as she realized that Jonathan intended to stand with her through thick and thin, living and


    dying together. That night, Rosalie forced herself to fall asleep. She recognized that only by


    obtaining adequate rest could she bolster her physical strength and energy to sessfully rescue


    Zekiah.


    After Rosalie had fallen asleep, Jonathan gently opened his eyes and nted a tender kiss on her


    deformed fingers.


    “Rosie, who means the most to you in this world?”


    However, no one answered that question of his.


    The designated location for the transaction was on a remote, densely forested mountain,


    epassed by vast undeveloped areas and difficult to ess.


    Naturally, such a remote location was susceptible to idents and unexpected incidents.


    Rosalie held a phone, which was provided by the kidnappers. They had ced it in a spot without


    surveince cameras, and in the email, they had instructed her to collect it.


    However, this phone was restricted to only receiving iing calls and couldn’t send messages or


    make outbound calls.


    Standing before her was a man donning a cheap Iron Man mask that wasmonly found in small,


    inexpensive shops. He passed her aptop and instructed her to initiate the money transfer.


    “I need to see Zeki before I transfer the money. If I don’t see him, I won’t do it,” Rosalie asserted.


    “Let her see him!” said a female voice on the phone.


    The man turned without a word and, momentster, emerged carrying a child who appeared to be


    in a


    “Zeki!” Rosalie cried out. The boy’s face bore signs of swelling and bruising, evidently having been


    subjected to harm. “What have you done to him? Why is he unconscious?”


    “I just fed him some pills so he could get some sleep. Don’t worry, he won’t die,” the female voice on


    the phone exined, though there was still a hint of anger and resentment in her tone.


    The woman on the other end of the line mused, ‘That damned brat didn’t behave like a normal child


    at all. He even hurt me!


    As expected from a child trained by that pervert, Mr. Wilmer!’


    “Hurry up and transfer the money. As long as the money is received, you can leave with the child.


    We’ll all get what we want,” The woman said.


    “What pill did you give him?” Rosalie asked sternly.