Chapter 252

In Seamar City, few dared to cross Juan, let alone hack into his phone. “Get the tech department on this immediately,” he said. “I want to know who’s behind this.”

“Yes, sir,” Joe replied, hurriedly taking the phone and scurrying out of the office.

Juan’s heart pounded like a drum in his chest, a sense of foreboding washing over him. He snatched his car keys from his desk and rushed out. He sped through the city streets, his mind racing faster than the powerful engine of his sports car.

Bursting through the front door, he found Melody and Hester having dinner in the grand living room. Debra was nowhere to be seen. Melody looked up and frowned at his disheveled appearance. “Juan, don’t you have a meeting at the company today? Why are you back so early?”

“Where’s Debra?” Juan asked.

Hester’s expression flickered, a mix of unease and guilt flashing across her face. Melody, however, remained nonchalant. “Who knows which man she might be meeting up with? You’re supposed to keep her in line.”

Juan explained, “Someone used my phone to send a message to her. I can’t reach her now. I need to know when she left the house.”

Melody realized the gravity of the situation. Kidnappings were not unheard of in their elite circle, and the Nichols family was a prominent target. She put down her fork and knife, saying, “Have Joe investigate this thoroughly and report it to the police.”

This was no small matter. Hester’s kidnapping was only staged for show. As long as it didn’t get publicized, it wouldn’t matter much. Besides, Hester wasn’t a member of the Nichols family, so it wouldn’t have a huge impact on them. Debra was different. Regardless of her relationship with Juan, she was still his wife. If Debra was kidnapped, the kidnappers would definitely use it to their advantage. The Nichols family could end up facing a heavy ransom demand.

“Juan, Mrs. Nichols Sr., is this really urgent? Maybe she just went out. We don’t need to make such a big fuss,” Hester chimed in.

“What do you know? Debra cannot be in trouble. This situation must not be taken lightly,” Melody interrupted, her stern tone silencing Hester immediately.

Juan’s mind raced, sifting through recent business disputes that could have led to this. In the end, the McKinney Group came to mind.

“Juan, don’t panic. We can check the nearby surveillance footage to see who Debra left with,” Hester advised.

With her suggestion, Juan realized where he should start. He quickly called Joe to retrieve all the surveillance footage from the past hour.

Lester—it should be noted that the text has a misspelling here, likely "Later"—Juan found himself in the estate’s monitoring room. He watched as Debra exited the house and spoke briefly to a driver. Then a figure suddenly appeared, covered her mouth and nose with a cloth, and dragged her into a car.

Juan’s face darkened with fury and fear. “Note the license plate number. I need to know where that car went.”

“Yes, sir,” Joe replied.

Leaving the monitoring room, Juan couldn’t stop the tremor that ran through his body. It was a feeling he hadn’t experienced in years. The thought of anything happening to Debra was unbearable. He wouldn’t allow it.

As Juan mobilized his resources to find Debra, news of her kidnapping broke online, sending shockwaves through the city and drawing attention from all corners.