The Barrister's Love in Town

Chapter 57

Chapter 57 Let Me Hear My Son’s Voice!

The call ended abruptly again, but Amanda couldn’t understand why the kidnapper didn’t ask for ransom but demanded that she leave the country instead.

“Amanda, let’s check the mansion’s surveillance footage and see if we can find any clues,” Simon suggested, inspiring Amanda, who immediately stood up and headed upstairs. “Yes, let’s check the surveillance!”

Simon had installed several cameras on the outside of the mansion alone. They would’ve certainly captured something.

With that, the two went to the monitoring room and scrutinized the day’s footage, and sure enough, they found Colette shoving Aiden into a black sedan, which drove away but never returned.

Colette, on the other hand, stayed inside the mansion the whole day before leaving frantically at night. Coupled with the fact that she was now unreachable, she must’ve fled.

Tll have someone check the license plate right away,” Simon said before turning around to make the call.

Although Amanda was grateful for his help, to be honest, that was too slow… She was worried they might drug her son with sleeping pills if this kept up. After all, Aiden hadn’t always been the calmest child. The kidnappers would certainly put him to sleep if he kicked up a fuss and aggravated them.

“It’s already very late, Amanda. My friend told me he might only be able to find Aiden in the morning. Take it easy, alright?” Simon was well aware of how anxious and desperate Amanda was right then. However, his connections were just that slow.

“I know, Simon. Thank you…” She slumped lifelessly onto the couch, imagining what Aiden could be doing right then. At the same time, she wondered if he was suffering any torment from the kidnappers.

“Amanda, let’s call the cops. They have better access and can sort out the clues more clearly.” Simon suggested after pondering. After all, he believed that bringing the cops into the picture was the safest and most effective solution. However, Amanda dared not risk it. “Don’t! The kidnapper said I would receive Aiden’s fingers if I called the police! I can’t call them. I can’t risk it!”

How dare she make such a big gamble? What if the cops failed to locate Aiden on time, and the kidnapper found out she had called the police? The consequences would be unimaginable.

Still, Simon thought bringing the cops into this was the best solution. “I get how you’re feeling. right now, but we’ll only be sitting ducks if we don’t call the cops…”

“Please, Simon, I beg you. Don’t call the police. Go home. I’ll wait for the call here and let you know as soon as I have any updates. Her slightly reddened eyes made her look pitiful and helpless.

“Alright, I won’t call the cops, but I can’t leave either. I’ll stay here with you. How could he leave with peace of mind right when Amanda was on the verge of breaking down?!

“Fine. I. I’m spent. I’m going to rest for a while. Make yourself at home. Well, this is your home, after all” With that, Amanda dragged her feet upstairs.

Simon, on the other hand, frowned grimly as he gazed at her disheartened figure. After seeing Amanda enter the bedroom, he ultimately called 911 after much deliberation.

It was normal for Amanda to yield to such a threat and not call the cops at this time. However, as a spectator, he had to remain clear-headed, and he believed only by getting the cops involved could they rescue Aiden quickly.

Meanwhile, Amanda slid down the door, leaning against it, and broke down in tears after returning to the bedroom.

Never did she imagine Aiden ever experiencing such danger. She already thought Colette behaved suspiciously the night before, but she didn’t think much of it, and it paved the way for the kidnapping.

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Just then, her phone rang again, and Amanda stopped crying at once. At this point, she thought every call from an unknown number could be from the kidnappers.

“Hello? Is that you?” she answered with choking sobs.

“How dare you call the police?! Do you not care about your son’s little fingers? Looks like his life means nothing to you. I’m even beginning to doubt if he’s your son!” The eerie and terrifying treated voice came from the speaker once more.

What?! Amanda widened her eyes with shock and incredulity. “I didn’t call the cops! I really didn’t!”

“Don’t lie! Look at the police cars outside your mansion and the police in your living room! They’ve already begun setting up. How dare you still lie to me?!”

At that, Amanda clambered up and looked out the window. Sure enough, there were several police cars parked right outside.

Then, she rushed out of the bedroom and looked toward the living room. It was just as the kidnapper said: several officers had begun setting up, seemingly waiting for the kidnapper’s next call. –

The discovery stunned Amanda. Did Simon call the cops? But I had already begged him not to do it!

“You have to trust me. I didn’t call the cops! My friend did it on his own accord. Please don’t hurt

my son. I’ll do anything you want. You want me to leave the country, don’t you? I’ll leave tomorrow!” She was going crazy. Why did Simon have to act on his own? She already said not to call the cops, after all.

“I don’t believe you anymore. Just wait to receive your son’s fingers,” said the kidnapper.

“No! Don’t! Please, I beg you. Don’t!” Amanda screamed as she trembled, her face pale.

“I’ll give you another chance, then. Flee the mansion. Make sure the cops can’t find you. I’ll call you back in three days. I’m getting pissed now.”

With that, they hung up, not giving Amanda the chance to respond.

“Wait! Wait! Let me hear my son’s voice!” Amanda clutched her phone, but the call had already ended. What responded to her was only the busy signal.

Meanwhile, the police arrived at the mansion and began setting up their monitoring equipment in the living room, ready to monitor Amanda’s phone at any time.

Just then, Simon glanced at the bedroom and felt that Amanda was being strangely quiet. Could she be asleep?

But the thought was quickly dismissed, for he thought Amanda couldn’t have fallen asleep during a moment of crisis.

“Mr. Nicholson, please ask the lady of the house to work with us, or we won’t be able to monitor her phone.”

“I’ll go and get her.”

Simon was prepared to face Amanda’s wrath. After all, she didn’t want to gamble with Aiden’s safety. However, he had also deliberated for a long time before deciding that calling the police was their safest option.

At that, he knocked on Amanda’s door. However, the young woman never answered it.

Is she really asleep? Simon entered at once to find an empty bedroom.

He searched high and low, but Amanda was nowhere in sight. However, the window was wide

open…