"When?" Jared Quinn narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"It was... it was two days ago," the butler stammered with cold sweat dripping down. "We thought the young master was just throwing a tantrum, locking himself in his room and not coming out. The servants brought meals up daily, and he finished his meals. We realized something was wrong when it became too quiet, but by then it was too late. In his room, there was just a small robot."

Jared’s handsome face grew more sullen as he hung up the phone. "Harold Chapman, track down that brat’s location."

Two days missing, where could he have gone?

"Yes," Harold Chapman made the call to track down Timmy’s whereabouts. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

The other side quickly checked the records of Timmy leaving the Quinn Family and then going to the airport.

"A few locals took the young master away, and the tracking system on his wrist was also removed."

"Have people search secretly. Don’t make a big commotion," Jared Quinn pinched the bridge of his nose, his gaze falling on those hidden within the Seymour Family. "Don’t let this get out."

In Melody Thorne’s heart, he wasn’t even as important as Timmy. If she found out, who knows what kind of chaos it would cause.

"Yes."

In an abandoned house, cries of pain echoed continuously. Timmy covered his ears, staring outside at the four burly men who had kidnapped him, now beaten and bleeding profusely.

"Damn it, dared to take our money and not deliver," one person cursed, landing another heavy kick.

"Brother, please spare us. It’s not like we don’t want to hand him over. The brat was just here, and now he’s gone. If you give us a chance, we’ll definitely find him right away."

"Who are you fooling? A four-year-old kid escaping from you four grown men?"

The four men, unable to even crawl, had despair in their eyes.

They had tried to scare the kid by saying they would sell him, but he said he’d never been sold before and was quite happy about it. He even cooperated by posing for various model-like photos. The boss on the other side was thrilled and offered a big sum. They were ready to make a fortune, but who knew the kid would disappear at the critical moment.

"Bringing a good-looking little model photo to fool our boss, you’re getting off easy with a beating. If this happens again, I’ll have your lives!"

The men watched helplessly as the boss left, their bodies so battered they were nearly crippled.

"Big brother, we’re at a huge loss now," not only did they lose a big sum, but the people before also robbed them of their money. They couldn’t even afford medical bills now.

"Damn it, if I catch that brat again, I’ll ruin him!" the man’s face twisted in rage.

"Who are you talking about?" Timmy walked out from an inconspicuous corner, elegantly dusting off his clothes, his exquisitely crafted face indifferent.

"B-Big brother, the brat is out,"

The man who had initially kidnapped Timmy looked up to see Timmy standing right in front of them, dressed in a brand new outfit, exuding an air of aloofness completely contrasting with their current disheveled, beaten-down state.

Earlier, to fetch a good price for Timmy, they not only bought him new clothes but also gave him a bath.

But the result, the result...

"Get him, get him!" the bloodied man struggled to get up from the ground.