Vivian Sinclair knew soone was coming.
She hid a stone she had been holding near her hand into her sleeve.
The stone was very thin, and after an afternoon of sharpening, it had beco very sharp.
As the footsteps up the stairs grew heavier, she and Old Madam Grant could see who was coming—
Austin Grant!?
How could it be him?
"Austin!" Old Madam Grant’s eyes trembled, clearly unable to accept the fact that her grandson was also captured.
Austin Grant was equally shocked: "Grandma?"
"And Vivian, why are you here?"
However, his surprise was quickly interrupted: "Move!"
Austin Grant, dressed in a suit and tie, was pushed hard, almost falling to the ground.
"You—" Austin Grant glared at the group in front of him with anger, "Are you asking for trouble?"
The n in black laughed wickedly, grabbing his collar, looking even more nacing than Austin Grant: "President Grant, still think you’re the high and mighty CEO?"
"Now that you’re in our hands, your life belongs to us! In my hands, you’re worth less than a dog."
"We’re not afraid of you!"
"Get over there!"
With that, Austin Grant was embarrassingly pushed to the other corner.
"Don’t get close to them!"
The nacing warning from the man in black sent him to the other side.
Austin Grant then looked at Vivian Sinclair and Old Madam Grant.
"Grandma, Vivian, are you both okay?"
"The kidnappers are the sa group... What are they trying to do, do you know?"
Austin Grant worriedly scanned Vivian Sinclair from head to toe, then looked at Old Madam Grant.
He noticed Old Madam Grant seed more spirited than in the hospital, and confusion flickered in his eyes.
Vivian Sinclair was even more puzzled than Austin Grant.
Why is he here?
Logically, if her suspicions were correct, then Dylan Drexler and Lillian Rivers were the masterminds behind this.
Lillian Rivers kidnapped Old Madam Grant for her secrets and possessions, didn’t she?
Austin Grant had always been an accomplice with his mother, sharing the sa goals.
So he couldn’t possibly be kidnapped.
What’s going on right now?
Or did sothing go wrong?
Could it be... all her suspicions were wrong?
Or perhaps this was all a charade by Austin Grant?
Old Madam Grant: "Austin, did they do anything to you?"
"Don’t you have bodyguards accompanying you every day? How did they manage to seize this opportunity?"
"These beasts! They’ve laid hands on you; they want to drive to despair..."
Vivian Sinclair: "They won’t let you die without getting what they want."
"I imagine our situation won’t improve easily either."
As Vivian Sinclair spoke, her eyes were already filled with helplessness.
Old Madam Grant, however, was extrely nervous: "Vivian, don’t worry. Grandma will not let them harm you and the babies in your belly."
Vivian Sinclair: "I promised them that I’d convince you to give them what they want before tomorrow. Will you agree?"
Old Madam Grant: ...
She still hesitated and struggled.
Austin Grant was confused by what he heard, but now his focus was on Vivian Sinclair’s belly: "Vivian... Babies..."
"Were you deceiving ?"
Joy surged up in his eyes instantly, "You didn’t abort the babies?"
"Our children are all right?"
"Vivian, your deceit made resentful! But I don’t bla you; I know you were just mad at ."
"Vivian, we can start over..."
Vivian Sinclair interrupted his rambling: "We?"
She let out a cold laugh, finding his joy mocking, "Who are you referring to when you say ’we’?"
Did he think the poor-quality embryo he and Zoe Monroe created still survived well?
She spoke harshly with a cold face: "Austin Grant, you and I are long over!"
"I never played gas with you."
Austin Grant’s face turned pale, and Old Madam Grant, not wanting to see them continue to argue intensely, imdiately interrupted with a shout: "Enough!"
"Now is not the ti for this. Why are you still arguing?"
"Austin, just rember, no matter what, you must protect Vivian and the two babies. Don’t let her get hurt, do you hear ?"
She hinted with her eyes that it was also Austin Grant’s last chance to perform.
Austin Grant’s heart was slightly moved.
No matter what, Grandma was always on his side. Her original intention was always to ensure a harmonious marriage and happiness.
Yet he had never understood her pains from the start.
He had even defended her half-heartedly for the sake of interests.
At this mont, Austin Grant felt truly ashad.
"Yes, Grandma."
"I will protect Vivian and the babies, and I’ll protect you too."
"Grandma, I won’t let them hurt you—"
As soon as the words fell, a man in black hurriedly got up and rushed out.
Others imdiately stood up too, so looking at Vivian Sinclair, Austin Grant, and Old Madam Grant with a gaze that seed to say: Your lucky day is about to end.
Vivian Sinclair realized sothing and suddenly looked at Austin Grant: "You know what secrets and things they want from Grandma, right?"
"In tis of crisis, I hope you still have a conscience and act like a human."
After she finished speaking, she ignored Austin Grant’s sowhat surprised gaze and whispered a few words to Old Madam Grant.
Austin Grant remained confused: "No, Vivian, did you misunderstand sothing... Wait."
Austin Grant’s heart sank, "You an these people kidnapped Grandma to get a secret from her?"
Vivian Sinclair looked at Austin Grant.
It seed he finally figured it out!
Since Old Madam Grant was kidnapped, The Grant Family always thought it was outsiders trying to get money.
He never suspected his own mother.
The motivation for money was true, but it wasn’t outsiders... it was an insider from The Grant Family.
"Impossible..."
"Why do I know nothing about this?"
"This can’t be true..."
Austin Grant was pale, unable to believe the possibility he had guessed.
However, the truth soon smacked him in the face.
A group of people gradually erged from the stairway.
Besides those familiar black-clothed n, there were three masked individuals.
Two won and a man.
When they appeared, Vivian imdiately recognized them upon eting their gaze.
Vivian wasn’t sure if Old Madam Grant knew who they were.
But Vivian had her suspicions all along, so she quickly identified them.
It really was them!
The tall woman in the black coat was her ex-mother-in-law, Lillian Rivers, and the one in the blue down jacket, judging by her figure, was her not-so-friendly forr sister-in-law, Gia Grant.
And— the man in the black suit, was that Dylan Drexler?
Both Lillian Rivers and Gia Grant were taken aback!
They knew Old Madam Grant and Vivian were captured, but didn’t expect Austin Grant to be there too!
Gia Grant even gasped softly.
Lillian Rivers, suppressing her anger, dragged Dylan Drexler aside: "Dylan Drexler, what’s going on here? Why is Austin here?"
"He’s my son!"
"What do you intend to do?"
"What if he recognizes us?"
Dylan Drexler rely shrugged: "What’s there to fear?"
"Didn’t you say he’s on your side?"
"Even if he recognizes you, he wouldn’t expose you in front of his grandma."
"Moreover, he’ll cover for you perfectly."
"For him, isn’t this the perfect escape plan?"
"Once you get what you want, no one will suspect a thing when you reward your son."
"Enough, it’s co to this, just focus on getting the truth out of the old woman."
Indeed, it has co to this point.
No matter how dissatisfied Lillian Rivers was, she could only suppress it and accept the situation.
"Don’t harm my son!"
"The others, I don’t care."
Dylan Drexler raised an eyebrow.
So, she truly despised her daughter-in-law and mother-in-law, it seems.
Just as well, last ti soone nad Ji secretly sabotaged him for Vivian Sinclair, and Dylan Drexler hadn’t forgotten this grudge!
"Co, tie those two up."
With Dylan Drexler’s order, Vivian and Austin Grant were tied to pillars separately.
Austin Grant kept glaring at Lillian Rivers and Gia Grant, his face grim and silent.
Gia Grant didn’t dare et Austin’s eyes, and even Lillian Rivers avoided his gaze.
Once he was tied to the pillar, he suddenly spoke out harshly: "Let put it this way!"
"Today, anyone who dares harm my wife and unborn child will be my eternal enemy!"
"Whoever it is, I’ll hunt them to the ends of the earth and never forgive them!"
"Unless I’m dead!!"
He glared at every face, as if to etch them into his mory.
Finally, his gaze lingered on Lillian Rivers, as if it was both a warning and a reminder.
Lillian Rivers stiffened slightly; could it be... Austin recognized her?
Gia Grant, however, flared up: Why is her brother so protective of that bitch?
There are plenty of won out there who would bear his child.
Why does he insist on protecting her, even saying such nasty things!
Gia Grant rushed over and slapped Vivian Sinclair: "Daring to threaten us."
"Let’s see how you die today!"
Since her brother didn’t know who she was, Gia Grant felt no guilt after hitting Vivian, instead, she felt a sense of satisfaction.
Unsatisfied, Gia Grant slapped several more tis until her hand hurt and she finally stopped.
Austin Grant could only yell in helpless fury: "Stop! I told you to stop!!"
Vivian turned her face aside, her face was already covered with red fingerprints.
Her lip split open, blood slowly oozing out.
The anxious Old Madam Grant trembled, trying to stand: "Stop, stop!"
"You vile scoundrels, don’t touch my granddaughter-in-law!!"
But before she could get up, she fell down again.
Seeing her like this, Gia Grant shrank back a bit, about to retreat in guilt, when Dylan Drexler ca behind her.
"Well done."
A daughter of Dylan Drexler should be like this.
Swaggering, ruthless, and rciless.
And never fear anything, for she’ll have her father backing her up.
Hearing the praise, Gia Grant straightened her back involuntarily.
"Alright, I want to get rid of the child she’s carrying!"
"I want her to be defad, to live a life worse than death!"
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