Chapter 219 Apron Off Game On
Chapter 219 Apron Off Game On
When Chris saw Natalie finally start to fight back, he
grew excited.
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“Understood, Miss. I’ll take care of it right away.”
lie had intended to drink her coffee, but the sticky stain in her hair made her Smfortable.
She had no choice but to get up and leave.
Before leaving, she instructed Chris topensate the café owner for the damages.
At that moment, Baron was in the kitchen cooking when one of his men came rushing in with.
a report.
“Mr. Baron, Madam was bullied by Loretta.”
“What did you say?”
The knife in Baron’s hand went flying across the room, making the man nch in terror.
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The subordinate quickly ryed everything that had gone down in the café.
Baron’s face darkened, his anger boiling until he let out a low, bitterugh.
“That old hag really doesn’t know her ce, does she? She actually dared to throw coffee at my wife. Go round up a few men; grab her and make sure she gets her fill of coffee. And remember–whatever she did to my wife, do the same to her.”
“Yes, sir.” The man hurried off to carry out the order.
Just then, a loud noise erupted from the children’s room.
“Sean! Susie!”
Baron bolted toward the nursery.
When he threw open the <i>door</i>, the room was empty–no sign of the children. Yvonney unconscious on the floor. The sliding ss door had been forced open; clear footprints led outside, though the intruders had worn covers, leaving no other trace.
Baron’s face turned ashen, his eyes
murderous.
“Whoever daredy a hand on my children… they’re courting death.”
He snatched up his phone and barked into it.
“Sean and Susie were taken from their room. You were on watch outside-how did you miss
this<b>?</b><b>” </b>
His voice was low and cold, carrying a pressure that made scalps prickle.
“Mr. Baron,” the guard stammered, “the inner security detail was assigned by the Stone family. You told us not to interfere with them, since this vi belongs to the Stones. We only kept watch around the perimeter.”
“Ha!”
Baron let out a furious, humorlessugh.
“You were on the perimeter and still didn’t notice an intruder? And you stand here making excuses? Find the children–if anything happens to them, you’ll follow them into the grave.”
He hung up, tore off his apron, and rushed out to search himself.
Just then, Natalie returned.
“What happened? Where are the kids?”
Seeing Baron so frantic unsettled her; she rarely saw him like this.
When he turned and noticed her hair still matted with coffee, his fury spiked even higher.
“I have to step out. You stay and rest.”
His tone only deepened Natalie’s unease.
“Something’s wrong, isn’t it?”
Baron had meant to keep it from her; but if she didn’t know, she would imagine worse. So he told her straight–the children had been taken.
The moment she heard it, Natalie’s heart lurched.
“Chris, send people to search immediately.”
Without even changing her clothes, she was about to run out with Baron.
But he stopped her.
“Clean yourself up and change first. I’ll head out and use my connections. This was aimed at me, not you–no one outside knows about your connection to the kids.”
He signaled Chris to escort Natalie back to her room to change.
Seeing howposed Baron was, Natalie forced herself to calm down as well. <i>No </i><i>matter </i><i>what</i>, <i>only </i><i>a </i><i>clear </i><i>head </i>will bring <i>the </i><i>children </i><i>back</i><i>. </i>
She told Baron to be careful, then went into the bedroom.
But beneath the surface, she was far from calm; her palms were slick with sweat.
They had barely returned to the country, and already–first the copse at the amusement park, and now the children stolen right out of their home.
<i>Is </i><i>someone </i><i>truly </i><i>so </i><i>determined </i><i>to </i><i>go </i><i>after </i><i>Baron</i><i>? </i>
She showered, changed, and stepped out feeling a little clearer.
“Chris, about that maintenance worker who went missing after the amusement park copse- has he been found?<b>” </b>
Chris shook his head.
“No, but our people discovered he has ties to Sharon.”
“Sharon?”
Natalie’s brow furrowed<i>. </i><i>How </i><i>could </i><i>Sharon </i><i>possibly </i><i>know </i><i>I </i><i>had </i><i>children</i><i>? </i>
But then she remembered–five years ago, Sharon had managed to get hold of both her diagnosis report and the donation agreement. If she could ess that, it wasn’t impossible the children’s existence had leaked as well.
And if Sharon was involved, Natalie saw no need for mercy.
“Chris, take men to the hospital. Find Sharon.”
Sharon was still there; Loretta hadn’t yet brought her back to the Luke residence.