Reborn Heiress: Escaping My Contract Marriage with the Cold CEO

"Some friend. He bailed on you."

Could I trust the word of a kidnapper? Nope.My heart dropped to my stomach. Oh, my God. What happened to Carver? Did he escape? Or was he passed out somewhere injured? Or was he ... no, no. I couldn’t think like that. I wouldn’t believe he was dead.

The kidnapper stepped closer. "You’re going to make a call."

"To the abductor hotline?"

A backhanded strike snapped my head to the side, pain exploding across my cheek. I tasted blood.

"To Nathaniel Jang," he said. "You tell him to give up the Eastern Sun land deal. Or he’ll have to pick up the pieces of your corpse from the side of the highway."

"That’s harsh," I said. "But you grabbed the wrong woman. He won’t save me."

The man laughed, a cold, humorless sound. "You’re his wife. That makes you leverage."

"I’m more like in pre-wife status," I said. "Maybe you want to call my parents. They at least value me as a trade-able commodity."

"I don’t have beef with the Belmonts. It’s the Jangs that need to burn in hell."

The man pulled out my phone, swiping to Nathan’s contact. He pressed call and held it to my ear.