Chapter 329
Immediately, Wird remembered it and widened his eyes... This man was the woman''s husband.
They had met in the police station, but the man told the police that they didn''t want to hold him
responsible for the ident, so he was released right away.
He thought that the ident was over, but then, he was kidnapped and brought here, which turned
out to be this man''s instruction.
Wird was shocked. "What... do you want to do?"
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Expressionlessly, Stanley tapped on the armrest of his chair, though his eyes were ice-cold. "Tsk,
you don''t know?"
"1-1 don''t know..." Wird gritted his teeth. "But-but this is considered as... as a crime, you know?
You''re kidnapping and threatening a civilian, and I''ll... I''ll sue you!"
Stanley, however, smiled casually. "Oh, maybe
I couldmit a murder as well?"
Hearing that, Wird was trembling all over and couldn''t say a word. Although the man was
laughing, there was no smile in his eyes. Wird could sense that if he didn''t cooperate, the man
would really kill him.
Soon, Stanley lost his patience and demanded, "Tell me who''s behind this."
Wird swallowed hard. "I... I don''t know what you''re talking about. You''d better let me go, or else
my family will call the cops when realized that I''m missing and you''ll... Wait, what are you doing?"
Pushing the chair aside, Stanley stood up and took off his jacket, as he ordered to the man standing
behind him, "Leave us alone first."
Grinning, Ryan turned around and left.
Wird was frightened already. "Wh-what do you want to do?"
After taking off his jacket, Stanley rolled up his sleeves and cracked his fingers expressionlessly.
Meanwhile, standing in the quiet corridor, Ryan could only hear some muffling noisesing from
the room.
He felt pity for Wird because if Wird had answered them earlier, Stanley wouldn''t have needed
to do this himself. Stanley was clearly in a bad mood today. Now, listening to the muffled cries
inside, Ryan thought Stanley must be venting his anger on Wird.
Finishing a cig, Ryan sensed that the scene inside had stopped, so he used the keycard to enter
the room.
Wird''s face was very swollen and covered in blood. Leaning against the back of the chair, he
could only hum weakly.
Meanwhile, Stanley stood by the side and his shirt was a little messy. Ryan walked over, only to find
that Wird was injured quite horribly. He looked up at Stanley and asked, "Did you quarrel with
your wife?"
Otherwise, why would he hit Wird so hard?
Stanley tidied up his clothes with a gloomy expression. When he thought of how Sharon had been
bullied by Shawn, his gaze turned even sharper. Sneering, he denied, "Nah, why would I quarrel
with her."
A look of disbelief shed across Ryan''s face. "Then it must be because your wife gave you a cold
shoulder, so you came here to vent your anger."
Stanley was fired up by his words. "Shut up!"
Ryan just curled his lips.
On the other hand, listening to their conversation, Wird realized he was just a tool for the man to
vent his anger. Irritated, he could only re at them fiercely.
"You better don''t look at him like that!" Seeing the hatred on Wird''s face, Ryan tried to persuade
him with good intentions. "This man isn''t someone who you''d like to provoke.
The more you act like this, the more you''ll get beaten up. So you better just hold it in!"
"F*ck! I''m telling you, if you don''t finish me today, I''ll kill you as soon as I go out!"
Ryan just smiled, but there was an iciness in his eyes.
Actually, Ryan was the cruelest of the two. Unfortunately, Wird didn''t realize that, because he was
deceived by Ryan''s kind appearance.
Finally, Stanley sneered as he hadpletely lost his patience. He then held his palm open to
Ryan, hinting at him to hand the phone over.
Ater taking the phone, Stanley then showed a video to Wird.
Before Wird could even look at the screen, a terrified female voice was heard. "Dad... save me..."
"Ah!" Hearing his daughter''s cry for help, Wird subconsciously wanted to pounce on Stanley, but
his body was tied up, so he couldn''t move. He then looked up angrily and demanded, "How could
you kidnap my daughter too?"
Ryan took over the phone and paused the video. With a grin, he said, "Indeed, I took your daughter
away. But as long as you tell me who incite you to do this, I''ll let go of her right away."
Wird stared at him with his lips tightly pursed.
Seeing that, Ryan continued, "It seems that you don''t wanna talk still? Fine. I''ll let your daughter
suffer a bit then..."
"No... stop it!"
Just when Ryan was about to make a call, Wird eventually gave up. "I''ll talk. Please stop!"
Ryan put his phone away. "Then tell me."
"Three days ago, someone came to my workce and threatened me to do something for them.
They said that if I didn''t do as they said, my family and my job would be in danger." Taking a few
deep breaths, Wird continued, "So I had no choice but to cooperate with them. That day, they
took me to the shopping mall and when you came out, they asked me to hit you with the car!"
After he said that, he looked at Stanley and pleaded, "That''s all I know, and I''m telling the truth.
Please, let my daughter go. She''s only eighteen years old, please..."
However, Stanley just took out two photos from his pocket with a poker face and showed them to
Wird. "Do you recognize the man who ordered you?"
Wird''s eyes were swollen, and blood and sweat kept dripping down. He couldn''t see the person in
the photo clearly. Squinting his eyes, he then gestured to the photo on the left with his chin and
said, "It''s him! He was the one who ordered me!"
Stanley put away the photos and instructed Ryan to let him go.
And so, Ryan loosened the grip on Wird.
With hesitation, Wird then asked, "What about my daughter..."
Ryan merely replied with a smile, "What about her? She''s totally fine. Oh, by the way, she''s really
good at acting. When I went to her school, she was performing a kidnapping scene with her
ssmates on the stage!"
Wird stood rooted to the ground, as if struck by lightning.
Nevertheless, Ryan kicked him out. "Hurry up and go, or else I might change my mind."
Wird hurriedly escaped.
Closing the door, Ryan returned to the room, where Stanley was looking at the photos in his hand
indifferently, though his knuckles had turned white.
Frowning, Ryan walked over. "Who exactly is it that wants to harm you and your family?"
"Tsk." With an icy look, Stanley threw the photos aside and replied, "It''s my biological father who''s
trying to kill me."