Fifteen minutes later, Daniel stumbled out of the car and burst into the warehouse.
"Let her go!"
But the warehouse was empty.
His voice echoed through the hollow space.
On the ground, a messy trail of drag marks led toward a side door.
Daniel's legs went weak and he collapsed to his knees.
At that moment he realized something.
Evelyn would never stage such a k********g herself.
She had truly been taken.
That kidnapper had actually dared to ignore his warning.
Forcing himself to calm down, he took out his phone with trembling hands and dialed a number.
A stern voice answered.
"When you refused all the marriages I arranged and insisted on marrying that ordinary girl Evelyn, I already told you not to come to me if trouble happened."
Daniel's throat tightened.
"Dad, I was wrong.
