Yolanda Greenwood instinctively looked at Noah Coldson; after all, Little Gabriel had been raised in the Coldson family’s old residence, so she wasn’t clear on the specifics.
Noah Coldson shook his head, "That’s impossible. My mom doesn’t like lissa Greenwood getting close to the kid. lissa has never even held him; the two of them couldn’t possibly be close."
"Could I have seen it wrong?" Captain Reyes looked even more perplexed. They were trained in micro-expression analysis, so the odds of him being mistaken were slim.
But given the current situation, this wasn’t the ti to dwell on it. He said no more, silently planning to take a closer look later.
Within just half an hour, everything was ready.
Noah Coldson picked up the gaphone again, "lissa Greenwood, the items you asked for are ready."
"Well, isn’t this efficient." lissa Greenwood sneered and reappeared, holding Little Gabriel once again. She raised her voice, "Yolanda Greenwood, co over here."
"lissa Greenwood!" Noah Coldson reached out to stop Yolanda Greenwood from moving forward. "lissa Greenwood, you already have one hostage. Don’t push your luck."
"You’re overthinking it. I’m holding the child; I can’t control your beloved Yolanda Greenwood," lissa shouted. "I just need soone to grab the things for . Yolanda, I’ll count to three—whether or not you co is up to you."
Noah Coldson’s face darkened; he imdiately ordered, "Get a bulletproof vest for Yolanda Greenwood."
"That won’t be necessary," Yolanda hesitated, fearing lissa Greenwood might change her mind.
Soone quickly fetched a bulletproof vest for Yolanda Greenwood. Noah Coldson patted her shoulder, "It’s safer this way. Be careful."
"Three!" lissa Greenwood impatiently finished counting.
"I’m coming, I’m coming." Yolanda Greenwood rushed forward, her heart aching as she looked at Little Gabriel.
Little Gabriel clearly recognized her; his eyes lit up instantly and he stretched out his tiny arms, wanting Yolanda to hold him.
"Behave!" lissa Greenwood snapped at the child.
"You’re scaring him," Yolanda Greenwood frowned. "lissa Greenwood, he’s a baby not even a year old. Can’t you show so humanity?"
"Scaring him?" lissa Greenwood sneered. "Does he look scared to you?"
"Yolanda," she added maliciously, "if you ask , your child is nothing more than a freak—he doesn’t even know what fear is."
At this mont, Yolanda Greenwood also noticed that Little Gabriel indeed seed unfazed.
She breathed a sigh of relief and spoke tenderly, "You’re amazing, Gabriel. Our Gabriel is the bravest."
"Cut the nonsense and grab the stuff!" lissa Greenwood snapped nacingly. "Take out the large bag inside."
She shouted toward Noah Coldson and the others, "Put the money and the prepared items into my car’s trunk."
Noah Coldson exchanged a quick glance with President Coldson and Richard Reyes. Richard imdiately led a few people to load the items into lissa Greenwood’s car.
lissa Greenwood ordered Yolanda Greenwood to carry the bag upfront while she followed behind, heading toward the car.
"Put it in," lissa Greenwood said slowly before deliberately adding, "Gabriel, we’re still short of a driver. Who do you think should drive?"
"I’ll do it; I’ll drive for you." Yolanda Greenwood spoke up imdiately.
lissa Greenwood smirked triumphantly and announced to everyone, "Did you hear that? This ti, she volunteered to be my driver. Don’t say I took another hostage."
"I’ll do it. I’ll drive for you." Cooper Coldson suddenly stepped forward. "Yolanda, step back; it’s too dangerous."
"This has nothing to do with you." Yolanda Greenwood didn’t even glance at Cooper Coldson, getting into the driver’s seat on her own. She knew deep down that even if she agreed to swap places with Cooper, lissa Greenwood wouldn’t accept.
To lissa Greenwood, Yolanda was an unard, emotionally vulnerable mother invested in her child’s safety—a weak link. But Cooper Coldson was a different story; she wouldn’t risk having him seated beside her.
"Tsk tsk," lissa Greenwood mocked, eyeing Cooper Coldson. "Even our esteed President Coldson has fallen to such lows. How amusing."
Cooper Coldson clenched his teeth. "lissa Greenwood, mark my words. If you dare lay a finger on this mother and child, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life."
lissa Greenwood chuckled dismissively. "Oh really? I, a lone wolf, wonder what exactly you could threaten with these days."
"Try and find out," Cooper Coldson’s glare remained nacing.
lissa Greenwood’s smile faded; she suddenly felt an inexplicable fear. Looking deflated, she said, "Relax. All I want right now is to leave. Their lives are of no interest to ."
With that, she climbed into the car and ordered, "Drive west toward the outskirts."
Yolanda Greenwood started the engine and quickly drove away.
Noah Coldson imdiately instructed Captain Reyes to find an inconspicuous car, then ordered, "They’re heading west out of Gray City. Get the traffic police to monitor their route along the way."
"Got it. I’ll imdiately assign people to handle it." Captain Reyes rushed to execute the plan.
Cooper Coldson stepped forward. "I’m coming with you."
"Alright." Noah Coldson did not refuse; at this point, he needed all the help he could get, and he had witnessed Cooper’s skills firsthand.
"I’m coming too." Richard Reyes said with steely determination.
Noah Coldson nodded and ordered soone to bring them bulletproof vests.
Soon, Captain Reyes’ car was ready, and Yolanda Greenwood’s route began to be tracked in real ti.
"Follow them from other roads and stay on standby," Noah Coldson gave his final instructions before signaling to Cooper Coldson and Richard Reyes. "Let’s move out."
The group jumped into the car, which roared to life and sped off, tearing down the road like a storm.
Inside Yolanda Greenwood’s car, lissa Greenwood repeatedly checked the rearview mirror, trying to spot any cars behind them.
After a while, seeing no police cars, she chuckled, "Looks like they’ve switched to other vehicles for tailing. With Captain Coldson’s capabilities, I wouldn’t be able to detect them anyway. No point wasting energy."
Focused on driving, Yolanda Greenwood tried to reason with her, "Even if you manage to escape Gray City, what’s next? Are you planning to live your entire life in hiding?"
"Oh? Are you worried about ?" lissa Greenwood’s face twisted with disdain.
"I just think a fugitive’s life..." Yolanda Greenwood sighed softly, "might be even harder than you imagine."
"It’s all thanks to you! If not for you, I’d be Cooper Coldson’s wife right now, the good daughter of the Greenwood Family patriarch. How could I have fallen so far?" lissa Greenwood glared at Yolanda, yelling.
Yolanda Greenwood’s voice carried a hint of helplessness, "lissa Greenwood, why can’t you see your mistakes even now?"
"Mistakes? What mistake did I make?" lissa Greenwood retorted coldly. "Wanting to marry an exceptional man, seeking a better life—is that wrong?"
Her gaze hardened as she looked at the baby in her arms, Little Gabriel. "But your bastard here, born into wealth people couldn’t earn in generations, is the real evil, the one who deserves to die!"
Yolanda Greenwood’s heart froze as she stared in fear, "lissa Greenwood, calm down."
lissa Greenwood suddenly grinned, pulling out a sharp fruit knife and gleefully brandishing it near Little Gabriel. "But Yolanda, did you notice? Your son is just a little fool—hahahahaha!"
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