His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1129 Don't Play Any Tricks

"Leave them to me."

Eagerly, Isla offered her help as she glanced at the reporters before leaving the backstage.

"Ms. Zhao, do you know anything about Mrs. Lu's affair?" A reporter came forward as she interviewed

Isla. Since the reporters couldn't see Sheryl, they swarmed around her employee instead.

"What's going on with Mrs. Lu? She had refused it before, but why did she suddenly admit it now when

Mr. Lu tried to prove her innocence?"

"Did she do this to embarrass Mr. Lu? Did she do this to make Shining Company the laughingstock?

"

Being bombarded with all kinds of sharp questions left Isla overwhelmed.

"I understand that you all have a lot of doubts. I will answer your questions today," Isla began curtly.

Even with all the chaos around her, she maintained a diplomatic smile.

Pointing to the hall, she continued, "Everyone, please follow me. You will know what you want to know."

"Ms. Zhao, are you sure you're going to answer all of our questions?"

Skeptical, one of the reporters had to confirm.

"Yes, you heard me," Isla confirmed. "But I will only answer those who enter the hall. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

You'd better hurry up if you don't want to miss the chance. I don't like to be kept waiting. Only a

hundred will be permitted to enter."

As soon as she finished talking, some reporters who surrounded her ran toward the auditorium.

As she saw the remaining reporters around her, Isla stood still and smiled slightly.

Isla's composure made the persistent reporters uneasy. As they looked between Isla and their

companions in the auditorium, they began to wonder whether or not they should join the others.

They were all aware that there were over a hundred reporters at the press conference. 'When she said

that, she looked serious. Perhaps she meant it, ' thought the remaining journalists.

Even though they were not sure about her words, they wouldn't take the risk of losing the chance to get

answers.

After all, it was big news. Once any of them got to dig something up about the case, they would easily

get a raise or even promoted. Otherwise, they could get fired.

After weighing out the pros and cons, the rest made their own choices and struggled to get a spot in

the auditorium.

Out of the blue, the rather annoying media finally dispersed while Isla remained where she stood.

Seeing that her plan worked, she smiled, satisfied. Putting a hand behind her back, she subtly gestured

to the couple waiting for her signal to get out from backstage.

Taking note of the signal, Sheryl and Charles snuck out of the press conference successfully.

Instead of handling the reporters, Isla headed straight to the police station.

As Sheryl and Charles got to the closest bank, they dashed inside and went to the counter to withdraw

cash. In a panic, Sheryl's shaky hand failed to enter her PIN correctly. If she didn't have Charles by her

side, she might not have been able to get the money.

Fortunately, Charles had left some money as a demand deposit. Otherwise, it would have been

impossible for them to get 50 million dollars in cash within an hour.

As they put the ransom in a black sports bag, Sheryl decided to contact the kidnapper. As she got the

phone ready, Charles told her that she needed to require the kidnapper to put Shirley and Clark on the

phone so they could talk to them.

Before anything, they had to make sure that their children were still alive.

Although his instincts told him that Shirley and Clark were safe, he couldn't be a hundred percent sure

that they were unhurt. Sheryl nodded urgently and called the kidnapper.

"Hello?"

As soon as his cellphone rang, Duncan answered the phone.

Knowing that he was going to get fifty million in cash, he couldn't control his thrill. Since he called

Sheryl up and demanded her to prepare the money, he sat on the edge of his seat, waiting for the call.

Anyone in his shoes would be impatient to pick up the phone.

"The money is ready. Where should I put it?"

Cutting straight to the chase, Sheryl tried to sound as calm as she could as she spoke.

"Good. Looks like you don't plan on disappointing me. I'll text you the address," Duncan returned

immediately. His normally scowling face was replaced with that of a greedy smile.

"Okay. Before I give you the money, I need to hear my children's voices. I need to talk to them," Sheryl

demanded, feeling her heart jump into her throat. She was terribly afraid that her request would be

denied.

"Fine," Duncan agreed without any hesitation. Since Clark and Shirley hadn't caused him any trouble,

he was in a rather good mood. So far, everything was going according to plan.

As he was getting what he wanted, he didn't think it too much to let the mother hear her kids' voices.

"Come here, brat. Your mother wants to talk to you," he called to Clark. After switching the phone to the

normal voice mode, he handed it to the little boy.

"Mommy?"

Clark's young, innocent voice resounded from the other end of the line.

"Are you okay, Clark? Are you hurt?" Sheryl asked in concern, a little frantically. When she heard her

son call her "Mommy," she felt great relief and worry at the same time.

"I'm fine, Mommy. Uncle said nothing would happen to me as long as I listened to him. You should

listen to him too, Mommy. After you're done with that, don't forget to pick me and Shirley up. We were

in the car for a long time to get here. But there's nothing. It's not fun here," he replied. Since he was a

clever boy, Clark tried to sound as innocent as he could while also giving his mother more information

about their location.

However, Duncan started to pick up on it and was about to shout at the cunning boy before stopping

himself because he hadn't yet changed the phone's voice mode. Instead, he just snatched the phone

from Clark.

Glowering at the child with threatening, fuming eyes, Duncan made Clark feel his fury. The boy realized

that his behavior was dangerous. Duncan wasn't stupid after all.

As he changed the phone's settings to hide his real voice, he snarled at Clark with a twisted face. "Brat,

you'd better not play any tricks. If you don't keep quiet, I'll kill you!"

Getting back on the phone, he warned, "Mrs. Lu, you've heard your son's voice. He's still alive and

quite smart. I'm warning you, you'd better not do anything stupid. Do as I tell you or else, you know the

consequences."

Duncan's good mood was tainted because of the little stunt.

"I will do whatever you ask. Please don't get angry. My son is just scared. He's always like this when

he's terrified," Sheryl tried to explain. When she heard the man berate her son, her heart skipped a

beat nervously.

However, thanks to Clark, she got some useful information.

At least she knew that they were in a deserted place, far away from Dream Garden.

In truth, Duncan never meant to punish Clark for what he said. The boy was only three years old, after

all, and Duncan had no intention of hurting a child.