Chapter 707

Chapter 707

MissusBacchus: [Stop talking about it! Dale just accepted a new drama and is about to start filming. How could he possibly have time to have a child? His schedule is packed!]

GossipGuru: [Come to think of it, it’s not exactly a disaster, is it? At his age, getting married and having kids isn’t such a big deal.]

MissusBacchus: [Let’s not focus too much on the private lives of celebrities Let’s focus on their works!]

When Dale saw these comments, he finally heaved a sigh of relief. ‘Good lord, this was simply too much! If I had known, I would’ve sent someone else to handle it,’ he thought. Now, having finally sorted things out, he returned to the factory and heard the distant sound of a baby crying, as well as Katherine’s voice. His heart skipped a beat. ‘What’s going on? What did that idiot Maliah do this time?‘

When he entered, he saw the baby crying uncontrollably while Katherine was pounding on the cupboard door, weakly pleading, “Please, give me the child…”

Katherine had just woken up when she heard the baby’s cries. She was frantic. Maliah was about to speak but was stopped by Dale, who set his things down and quickly pulled Maliah aside, signaling the henchman to hand the child over to Katherine.

Katherine, clinging to her last bit of strength, dug her nails into her flesh, trying to stay awake. When she looked up, she saw a man wearing a mask holding a baby, who was only wearing a diaper. Katherine’s heart ached immediately. “Give me the child.”

The burly man handed the baby to Katherine and also gave her the bags on the floor. Katherine understood. She quickly got up, dressed the baby, changed his diaper, and prepared a bottle of milk. Finally, the baby’s crying ceased, and Dale sighed in relief. He watched Katherine in secret, seeing that her entire focus was on the child, and felt a bit at ease.

Once Katherine had put the baby to sleep, she looked at the several men before her and said tremblingly, “Who are you? Do you know whose child this is? Why did you kidnap the child along with me?”

“Cut the crap!” one of the men barked. “You’re getting on my nerves. Sit back down.”

Fearing for the child’s safety, Katherine found a corner of the room and sat down, cradling the baby in her arms. She remained alert and watchful, every muscle tensed as she kept a vigilant eye on the men. The baby seemed to sense that Katherine meant no harm, and with a contented yawn, he gradually relaxed and fell asleep peacefully.

Katherine was extremely distressed, thinking, ‘If they find out that the child is missing, they will definitely be worried sick. Matthew, your son is missing. Why haven’t you come?‘ She urgently wished for someone to come and rescue them.

Katherine glanced around. They were in an abandoned factory, desolate and silent. She pleaded to the men keeping watch, “Please, I know you’re doing this for money, but the child is innocent. Can’t

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you let us go! I’m from the Santos family. I can offer you a lot of money. The child’s parents are wealthy too. If you let us go, I won’t say a word!”

The men looked at each other. Just as one was about to speak, a voice from outside shouted, “Guys, it’s bad. Matthew has issued a city–wide search. They’re coming our way!” This was disastrous. They were even more afraid to return the child now, their panic palpable. They could already imagine how terrible it would be if Matthew caught them.

Dale’s heart pounded. Though he hadn’t witnessed Matthew’s ruthlessness, he had heard about it. He was just a small–time film actor, not a match for the Grant family in terms of resources, and they were holding their precious baby in captivity. It was a disaster. He glanced at Maliah, who was pale with fear, and knew she was in a panic too.

Maliah, terrified, quietly withdrew to a corner. At that moment, her phone rang, startling her. It was Owen. She quickly answered, trying to steady her emotions before speaking. “Dad, what’s the

matter?”

“You haven’t been up to anything outrageous lately, have you?” Owen asked.

Maliah’s heart skipped a beat, but she denied it. “Dad, what are you talking about? I haven’t done anything. I’ve been very well–behaved lately.”

Good. Matthew’s son is missing, and the city is in a state of alert. If this is somehow related to you, I won’t be able to protect you. You’d better behave yourself!”

“Yes, Dad.” She hung up abruptly, too afraid to say anything more. If her father knew it was her idea, even the Anderson family might not be able to protect her. She tugged at Dale and asked, “What should we do now?”

“We can’t return the child now. That’s essentially suicide,” Dale said with a somber look.

“What do you suggest we do, then?”

Dale gritted his teeth. “It’s all your fault for causing this mess. Now we can’t get rid of him, and keeping him will only cause more trouble. It’s a disaster!”

Maliah sneered. “And now you blame me? If you hadn’t thought of forcing yourself on Katherine, would I have been involved? Dale, if this isn’t resolved properly, we’ll both be doomed!”

Now, with Katherine and the baby with them, they found themselves trapped.

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