Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1711

Seeing this, everyone turned to look at her in unison.

The male bodyguard hurried to support her. "What's wrong?"

Mrs. Gable put on a convincing performance.

"The kidnappers sent a video! They're going to murder him!" she wailed.

The male bodyguard played along, his expression darkening as he quickly asked, "Where's the video?"

Mrs. Gable handed him her phone…

Soon, the large screen in the conference room displayed footage of a captive Evan.

A group of masked men in fatigues stood over Evan, their rifles spitting lead that shredded the ground inches from his trembling body.

They didn't hit him; the bullets all landed around him.

Evan was trembling, a lump forming in his throat as he sobbed.

"Dad, Mommy, save me!" he sobbed.

Tarquin Bradford watched the screen. Even though he knew Evan was acting, his brows furrowed tightly.

In the video, a kidnapper spoke angrily.

"If we don't see the money within an hour, you'll never see your son again! We'll turn him into a bloody mess!"

"Don't think Thyania can help you. If we were afraid of them, we wouldn't have dared to snatch someone from their territory!"

"We have a partnership with them, you know!"

"And even if they're pressured into helping you, we're not scared. If they dare to turn on us, we'll take them down too!"

"Remember this: only money can save your son now! Don't count on anything else!"

"This could have been solved with a few million, but since you've made such a big deal out of it, we'll add a few more zeros!"

"Wire the money now! Not a single dollar less!"

The video ended, and everyone in the room looked grim.

Aside from Mrs. Gable, who was still crying, everyone else's expression was dark.

This was especially true for the Thyanian representatives.

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