Chapter 971

The line went through, but the one answering the call was Kale. He warned, “Miss Bernard, I believe Mr. Lowe made himself clear. If you insist on bothering him, he’ll show you no mercy.”

Cathryn hadn’t expected this number to belong to Kale. It turned out Drake hadn’t given her his number at all. But with Edgar staring at her from the side, she had to bite the bullet and try again. “Can you please let Drake take the call? I have something very important to tell him.”

“Mr. Lowe isn’t interested,” Kale refused flatly, ready to hang up.

Cathryn cried out, “I’ve been kidnapped by Edgar. He’ll kill me if I can’t come up with a ransom of 20 billion dollars.”

But Kale was unimpressed. “Well, you’re no longer engaged to Mr. Lowe. Whether it’s 20 billion or 20 dollars, it has nothing to do with us.”

Cathryn’s last hope was dashed. Edgar heard it and said, “So, you’re useless now.”

“No. Don’t kill me,” Cathryn pleaded.

Edgar snorted, “The Eaton family would pay 40 billion for Miss Eaton’s life. Marion would do the same for Debra. I assumed that Drake would pay at least 20 billion for you, but it turns out you’re worthless. Keeping you alive serves me no purpose.”

Panic-stricken, Cathryn clung to her last shred of hope. “If Drake won’t help me, Marion will. He promised my dad he’d take care of me. He’ll save me.”

The call hadn’t been disconnected yet. Kale frowned when he heard that Debra was also kidnapped.

Drake entered the room and asked, “What did Cathryn want?”

Kale immediately ended the call. “It’s nothing. She wanted you to take responsibility for her.”

Drake hummed indifferently, “Block her.”

“Understood.” Kale promptly blacklisted Cathryn’s number.

“Get things ready. We’re heading back to Orkgate,” Drake ordered.

There was no longer a foothold for him overseas. The Eaton family’s promises of collaboration had proven empty, mere courtesies with no real value. Besides, Marion’s recent moves had been nothing short of ruthless. He had rooted out traitors, restructured the company, and dismantled the network of operatives Drake had spent years establishing. If they didn’t retreat now, they would soon be at Marion’s mercy.

“Should we leave now?”

“Tomorrow morning.”

Drake settled onto the sofa, swearing to snatch Marion’s power one day.

Kale lingered, which aroused Drake’s suspicion. “Why are you still here? Is there anything else?”

Chapter 972