In that moment, Weston was overwhelmed with fear, on the verge of tears.


    He couldn’t even begin to grieve the heartbreaking loss of his nanny; instead, he frantically pleaded on the phone, “Please, don’t harm my family! Whatever you ask for, I’ll agree…”


    The voice on the other end responded with a chilling satisfaction, “I hope you remember those words. If you try to be clever with us, I assure you, you won’t even get to see your family’s bodies!”


    Weston, in a state of desperation, cried, “I’ll cooperate… I’ll do whatever you need! Just tell me what to do!”


    The voice replied coolly, “Go open the door now. My leader wants to speak with you in person.”


    Taken aback, Weston was jolted from his thoughts by the sound of the doorbell.


    “I… I’ll open the door right away…” he stammered into the phone.


    “Remember what I said, Weston,” the voice warned coldly. “If you do anything foolish, your family will suffer!”


    With that, the call was abruptly ended. <fnb81f> Official source is fι?dnοvel</fnb81f>


    Paralyzed with fear, Weston crawled to the door, his hands trembling as he managed to open it.


    Standing before him was Kazuo Hattori.


    Hattori had been lurking near Weston’s home, waiting for his return, ready to call him as soon as he got back to prevent any chance of him alerting the authorities.


    Before arriving, Hattori had also taken the time to disguise his appearance.


    For centuries, Japanese ninjas have perfected the art of disguise, and with modern technology, their methods have be so convincing that it’s nearly impossible for an untrained eye to detect any deception.


    This was why Hattori felt confident approaching Weston without fear of being recognized.


    Upon seeing Hattori, Weston copsed to the floor, begging, “Please, let my family go… I’m begging you…”


    Hattori stepped forward, lifting him to his feet with one hand while using the other to close the door behind them. He then dragged Weston to the living room sofa.


    Once there, Hattori tossed Weston onto the sofa and sat down opposite him, stating indifferently, “If you want to save your family, your only chance is to cooperate with me. If youply, I promise to return your family safely.”


    Weston nodded vigorously, “Just tell me what you want; I’ll do anything to ensure their safety!”


    Hattori replied calmly, “What I need from you is quite simple. On the evening of the 11th, there’s a charity dinner at your banquet hall. I need you to have me and my associates serve as waiters. If you arrange that, your task will beplete.”


    Weston’s face went pale with terror at this request.


    He had no idea that Stefanie would be attending this charity dinner; he only knew it was organized by his employer, Jamura, in coboration with the Chinese Chamber of Commerce.


    His initial thought was that these individuals were nning to harm Jamura!


    In a panic, he eximed, “The behind-the-scenes owner of the Wangfu Hotel is very influential. You shouldn’t provoke them… otherwise…”


    Hattori interrupted coldly, “If you want your family to live, spare me your nonsense. Just answer me: can you fulfill my request?!”


    With a trembling voice, Weston replied, “If you intend to carry out something malicious, I’ll be implicated, and they won’t let me go afterward…”


    Hattori chuckled darkly, “Perhaps you’ll need to sacrifice yourself for your family’s safety.”


    Weston countered, “Even if Iply, how can you assure me my family will be returned?”


    “You’ll have to trust me,” Hattori replied, “I can’t offer you anything beyond my word.”


    Then, shifting his tone to one of seriousness, he added, “Understand this: if you don’t follow my instructions, your family will surely perish!”


    Hattori’s expression softened slightly as he continued, “I’m not a sadistic killer, Weston. I simply wish toplete my mission and leave the United States with the money. There’s no need to harm your family.”


    Weston remained cautious, “But how can I be sure you won’t dispose of them after your objectives are met? In most kidnapping cases, the kidnappers eliminate hostages to avoid being caught!”


    Hattori smirked with disdain, “Really? Weston, I’ll be meeting you today as my true self, and I’ll be at the banquet hall in my real appearance on the evening of the 11th. There will be surveince cameras everywhere, capturing my identity. If I were to kill anyone, it would only lead to my own downfall.”


    Weston’s skepticism began to wane as he considered Hattori’s reasoning.


    Typically, criminals resort to violence to avoid exposure, and Hattori’s logic made some sense.


    Realizing this, Weston looked at Hattori and dered, “Alright! I’ll do it! Just please don’t harm my family!”


    “Rest assured,” Hattori replied with a serious smile, “On the night of the 11th, my team will ensure your family is well taken care of, and we’ll hide them in a secure location. Once I leave the U.S., I will send you the details, allowing you to rescue them that very night.”


    He added thoughtfully, “After we depart, the police maye looking for you, potentially even considering you a suspect. But do not worry—just tell the truth. You can even inform them of the location where your family is held, and have them assist in their rescue. This will lend credibility to your story. Even if they hold you ountable, it won’t be severe. You might face a few years in prison, but your family will be safe.”


    Listening to this, Weston felt a wave of gratitude toward Hattori Kazuo.


    He hadn’t anticipated that these kidnappers would be so meticulous in their nning, revealing a hint ofpassion.


    Kazuo Hattori’s persuasive words effectively quelled Weston’s doubts.


    Looking at Hattori, he confirmed, “On the evening of the 11th, I will ensure you and your team are taken into the banquet hall as waiters. That’s all I need to do, right?”


    Hattori smiled, “It’s not just me—there will be eight of us. As long as you arrange for all eight, your task will beplete.”


    He further exined, “You need not worry about suspicion from others. Your charity dinner on the 11th is expected to berge, with at least two to three hundred guests. The event’s high standards will require additional staff. You can simply exin to others that the eight of us are temporary help from other departments or other pce hotels, and nobody will suspect a thing.”


    Weston nodded in understanding.


    Hotels often operate with insufficient staff, relying on temporary workers to fill gaps as needed.


    In New York’s freebor market, numerous individuals are willing to work for short stints, often taking up jobs based on necessity. As long as they are paid a reasonable hourly wage, many will quickly ept any avable work.


    This group is highly mobile; one day they might serve as waiters, and the next, they could be working in kitchens or at construction sites.


    Thus, bringing in eight temporary workers would likely raise no rms.


    With determination, he turned to Kazuo Hattori and affirmed, “Alright! I promise! I will arrange for you to be there!”


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