“What is your problem, Debra? Why are you keeping the father in the dark about his child being kidnapped?”
Clearing my throat, I told Zoe with a serious tone, “Don’t you understand? Adam is solely concerned with preserving his own pride. If he learns that his child is missing, he will undoubtedly wage war against the kidnapper, disregarding Luca’s safety entirely.”
To dissuade Zoe from entertaining any thoughts of involving Adam, I
emphasized my words with utmost urgency.
“If you inform Adam, you’ll be signing Luca’s death warrant!”
Zoe fell into a contemplative silence.
After all, she was fully aware of Adam’s ruthless nature.
Rarely did Zoe hesitate, but the gravity of the situation gave her pause.
“Zoe, Debra is right. We cannot divulge this information to Adam.” With her child’s life at stake, Riley’s tears ceased. “Zoe, rest assured.
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Whatever the consequences may be, I will shoulder them. My priority is ensuring the safety of my child. If Adam places blame, I will bear it on your behalf. ALL I ask is that you assist me in finding my child as quickly as possible!”
Left with Little choice, Zoe reluctantly agreed.
“Okay, I will do my best to keep it hidden from Adam. However, I can’t guarantee how Long I can delay informing him. You know very well that he is highly observant.”
“Yes, I understand. Thank you!” Riley expressed her gratitude.
With our agreement in place, Zoe proceeded to lay out the plans. She told the plainclothes police, “During the search, maintain a low profile and take utmost care not to alert Adam.”
“Copy!”
Drawing upon her experience, Zoe skillfully divided the police into two groups. One group was assigned to scour the route where Luca was last seen, while the other group was tasked with locating the woman who posed as the nanny in the surveillance footage.
After Zoe had made all the necessary arrangements, I approached her privately with a request. “Is it possible for me to join your colleagues in the search for Luca? I am deeply concerned for his well-being, and I want to contribute as much as I can.”
However, Zoe’s expression remained impassive as she coldly rebuffed me, pushing me away. Her tone was dismissive and stern.
“Debra, this is not a game. Do not interfere. Leave now. We do not need you.”
Caught off guard by Zoe’s forceful push, I stumbled backward, nearly falling to the ground.
Anger surged within me.
The timing couldn’t have been worse for Zoe to unleash her anger. It was disheartening to witness Zoe venting her anger without considering the urgency and priority of the situation.
Determined, I regained my footing and stood up, blocking Zoe’s path, my own anger evident.
“Zoe, why are you treating me this way? Is it because of Harlan?”
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