Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law-Chapter 691: Tense Moments, the Father and Son Finally Meet (3)_1

Gio Coleman nodded with a faint smile and said, "Please, go ahead."

Adele Horne stood up and walked to the side with her cell phone to answer her mother's call.

"Adele... Jimmy's gone..." Mila Anderson said, her voice choked with sobs.

"What?" Adele Horne's face changed dramatically. Her hand holding the phone trembled. She paid no mind to Gio Coleman nearby as she yelled at her mother, "Jimmy is missing? How could he be missing? Didn't my sister-in-law say she'd arrange for the school bus to take him home? And what about Ivan?" Her son was missing, and her heart instantly plunged into panic and chaos.

"They're both gone..." Mila added.

Both gone? Adele Horne's face turned even paler as she began to realize it was a kidnapping.

Her grip on the phone loosened, and it slipped from her hand.

Just as the phone was about to hit the ground, Gio Coleman, who had somehow appeared beside her, deftly caught it. He looked at her with concern, asking, "Adele, what's wrong? What happened?"

"Jimmy..." Adele didn't answer Gio; she dashed out like a madwoman.

Her son was missing!

Kidnapped!

Definitely kidnapped!

Children from families like theirs were the most likely targets for kidnappers. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Adele." Gio, without a second thought, chased after her.

After running out of the hotel, Adele Horne dived into her BMW, started the engine, and drove away from the hotel like a madwoman. Along the way, she sped through the streets, her reckless speed terrifying other drivers, who swerved to the side of the road, fearing a collision. The situation was perilous, almost like a scene from a movie.

Gio was usually a calm man who drove steadily. But now, he too was speeding along with Adele Horne.

The two of them were driving so fast, racing through the downtown area, breaking the law, not to mention repeatedly running red lights.

Consequently, two police cars, sirens blaring, were also chasing the two luxury cars as they sped towards the Horne family home.

Adele Horne sped back to the Horne estate.

She ran into the house like a lunatic.

"Mom, Mom!"

"Adele..." Mila Anderson, hearing the shouts, came out from inside.

"Mom, where's Jimmy? Has my brother sent people to look for him? Have you called the police? No, don't call the police! If we do, they'll kill him; they'll kill him! Mom, we need to prepare the money right away. No matter how much they want, I'll give it to them. Even if they want my life, I'll give it to them. I beg them not to harm my Jimmy... He's all I have left..." Adele Horne's urgent voice trailed off into uncontrollable weeping.

She had no man's arms to lean into, no man's strong shoulders to rely on. The hardship of a single mother was that she alone shouldered everything related to her child, acting as both father and mother. The only thing she could truly depend on was her son's existence.

In her current life, her son was her everything.

"Adele, it'll be alright, it'll be alright." The old matriarch couldn't hold back her own tears but still did her utmost to comfort her granddaughter. They all knew how important Billy was to Adele.

"Adele, my poor child..." Mila Anderson hugged Adele, and mother and daughter began sobbing uncontrollably.

Strong arms reached out, and Gian Horne silently brought both his wife and daughter into his embrace. In that moment of extreme worry, feeling utterly helpless, Mila Anderson found a sense of security in Gian's hug. She didn't push him away but just clung to her daughter and wept.

Emotionally, both mother and daughter were pitiable figures.

Gio Coleman followed them in and witnessed this scene.

Adele's tear-streaked face, her helplessness, and her extreme panic struck Gio Coleman's heart like daggers, making him feel as if it were being torn to pieces.

He wanted to protect this woman.

This once haughty girl who took joy in bullying him.

He wished to give her a stable life, to make sure she never cried again, never panicked again!

The traffic police naturally followed.

Running red lights and speeding in a busy area were both traffic violations.

Adele was indifferent to these offenses. She would let the police impose whatever punishment they saw fit—be it demerit points, a fine, or even a license suspension. She didn't care; her only concern was for her son, her Billy.

「In the apartment Silvia Baxter had temporarily rented.」

Two children, still unconscious, were carried into the apartment.

"The dose of the sedative was a bit too strong."

Silvia Baxter directed her subordinates to carry Ivan Horne and Jimmy Horne into another room and settle them down. Seeing both children still fast asleep, she commented.

She first examined Ivan. On his face, she could vaguely discern Julia's features. Unable to resist, she sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to gently caress Ivan's handsome little face.

Unexpectedly, Ivan's eyes snapped open. With a swift movement, his small mouth clamped down hard on the webbing between Silvia Baxter's thumb and forefinger!

"AH!" Silvia Baxter cried out in pain. Her first reaction was to slap Ivan. As she swung her hand fiercely, a shadow darted from the corner of her eye, leaping towards her hand. She missed Ivan and was instead tackled to the floor by two small figures acting in concert.

"Billy, hit her! Beat this bad person to death!" Ivan tried to make his childish voice sound deep and solemn, but being so young, he couldn't emulate even a tenth of his father's authoritative tone.

"You attack from above, I'll go below," Billy Horne responded.

The two little rascals, though still a month shy of their fourth birthdays, had woken up shortly after being put in the car. They realized they had been abducted by bad people. They weren't scared or panicked. Instead, they pretended to still be unconscious, playing possum.

Their first instinct was to make a phone call, but they discovered their cellphones had been confiscated. They had no choice but to improvise.

Who would have thought that Ivan, despite his tender age, moved as if he had been trained, his actions quick and fierce? His small hands frantically pulled at her short hair, pummelling her face, mouth, and nose. Ivan even lowered his head like a dog and bit her face.

Billy Horne, who often scuffled with Camila Ruiz, was even more adept at fighting.

He sat on Silvia Baxter's lap, fiercely twisting the flesh on her thighs with both hands. Though small, the children had considerable strength, and the flesh of the thighs was tender; any twist was excruciating. Finding twisting too laborious, Billy quickly pulled off Silvia Baxter's leather shoes and began to beat her legs fiercely with them.

When Silvia Baxter's subordinates arrived, drawn by the noise, they were met with an astonishing sight...

An adult, screaming under the attack of two small children, was rendered powerless to fight back in such a short time.