Hester struggled to move her elbow, but the pain was not alleviated at all. She took a deep breath.
"Dear uncles, could you please let Auntie April and I move around? We've been kidnapped for a day and a night. You must have a purpose to kidnap us. If you make your chips go wrong before your goal was achieved, it is not worth it."
A childish voice suddenly sounded in the quiet air. If it weren't for the voice was too close to her, Hester wouldn't believe that it was said by the three-year-old child beside her.
She tightened her grip on Thomas, and a thin layer of sweat rose from her back. Since they had been brought here, no one had spoken to them. No matter how reasonable Thomas' words were, it was still very dangerous for them.
A hint of playfulness flashed across the man's face. He stood up from the sofa and his long body exuded a trace of noble temperament, which made people can't help but look at him.
The shadow lengthened on the ground and finally stopped in front of Hester and Thomas. He lifted the black cloth on Thomas' face and smiled.
"There are always many interesting things in the world."
Hester's heart skipped a beat. His voice was so clear that it wouldn't have achieved such an effect if he hadn't been standing in front of them.
"He is just a kid. Please don't make things difficult for him. What exactly do you want? Just tell me."
Staring at the child in front of him with burning eyes, the man's resolute lips raised slightly. His face was pale and a little morbid, which made his black eyes more and more beautiful.
"What's your name?"
"Thomas!"
Without fear, Thomas looked into his eyes and replied decisively. Feeling Hester's sweat, a hint of worry flashed through his eyes.
"If I answer your question, shouldn't you say something?"
The corners of his mouth lif
his mouth. He was very satisfied with what he saw.
Women and children had always been the weak group, and he looked down upon them from the bottom of his heart.
"As long as you are obedient, I won't make things difficult for you, nor will I let you suffer!"
After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Hester, who was still in a state of shock, and Thomas, who was enjoying his mother's love.
"Sir, they are coming."
As soon as Marvin stepped out of the factory, his man rushed over. He leaned close to him and lowered his voice deliberately.
"So soon?"
A playful smile appeared on his face. His fingertips stroked the ring, shining in the sun, but with a fierce momentum.
"Let them in!"
Jackson was taken into a house. Without changing his face, he looked around and raised his eyebrows impatiently.
"Mr. Jackson really has a bad temper!"
A faint voice came from the door, followed by a thin figure. There was a strange flush on Marvin's pale face, but his eyes were horribly bright.
"The Lian family is so declining now. It's really pathetic that you even use the trick of kidnapping people! If the former sect leader of the Lian family is still alive, will he be mad at you?"