Daniel pushed Ivy into the car and slammed the accelerator.
In the rearview mirror, the warehouse grew smaller and smaller.
But Evelyn's final words echoed constantly in his mind.
"Daniel, call the police!"
She hadn't asked him to save her.
She had only asked him to call the police.
Why?
Did she not believe he would come back to save her?
He was her husband. A renowned lawyer. The heir of the Vaughn family.
Why didn't she believe him?
Daniel's chest tightened. His fingers gripping the steering wheel turned pale.
Ivy noticed his tense expression and comforted him softly.
"Don't worry, Daniel. That kidnapper just wants money. He knows who you are. As long as you bring more money, he'll release her."
Daniel said nothing.
He tried to calm himself with that reasoning, but the unea
