Julia's POV
As soon as Lilian walked into the living room of the manor, her pale face told me something was terribly wrong. She clutched her phone tightly in her trembling hand, her eyes filled with fear and desperation. Without a word, she thrust the phone towards me, and my heart sank as I read the chilling words:
"We have your son. If you ever want to see him again, come alone with thirty million dollars, the address will be sent to you in eight hours. Tell no one, especially the police or the deal and your son will both be dead."
My mind raced as I tried to process the gravity of the situation. Philip missing for two days now, was apparently in the hands of kidnappers. My sister's anguish was palpable, and I knew we had to act fast.
I was losing my mind too, I had been so destabili
