The person remained the same, but the voice suddenly shifted several tones, becoming rough and unrecognizable. The face that appeared bore no resemblance to Byron; it was utterly ordinary.

Karen shot him an impatient glance. "Are you a statue or something? Hurry up and get a doctor! My nose is broken! Are you taking responsibility for this?"

She thought, Apart from being able to mimic Byron's voice, he's utterly useless!

The bodyguard quickly replied, "I'll get someone right now!"

By the time Lydia arrived, Karen had already unleashed her fury on the nearby doctors. "What do you mean my nose will be crooked even if it heals? You're all useless! Can't you fix something as minor as this? Why don't you just drop dead? If something happens to my nose, I'll make sure you never work again and end up begging on the streets! Quacks! Useless!"

Lydia noticed the doctors' uncomfortable expressions and, asking them to leave, turned to Karen. "What happened? How did your nose end up like this?"

Karen collapsed into her mother's arms, crying.

As she heard the story, Lydia's expression turned cold. "That little brat dared to mess with your face? She has no idea what she's up against! Did she admit to it?"

"She's stubborn as a mule! The evidence is all there, but she won't admit to it!" Karen gritted her teeth. "Mom, Byron always disappears around this time of year, and I have no idea where he goes or when he'll be back. If he comes back and finds out what happened to Maeve..."

"What are you worried about?" Lydia asked calmly. "Byron always returns in a foul mood after disappearing. Even Gilbert can't sway him. Do you think Maeve will have a good outcome if she confronts him?" They had meticulously planned everything, daring to set this trap.

"With Byron's debt to your father, who do you think he'll stand by—you or Maeve?" Lydia said earnestly.

Karen immediately perked up. "Of course it's me!"

"Good. Just remember that," Lydia said. "Keep her locked up for a few more days, and have the bodyguard who can imitate Byron's voice mock her daily. After that, we'll let her go."

Karen frowned. "Shouldn't we just... get rid of her? That would be better."

Lydia shot her a disapproving look. "Are you stupid? If we kill her, even if Byron lets us off easy because of your father, do you really think there won't be resentment? That's a terrible idea." "Alright..." Karen pouted. "Then I'll just follow your lead."

Lydia looked satisfied, thinking, My little girl might be a bit dumb, but at least she listens. Must be like her father.

Upstairs, they were unaware that Maeve, who had been unconscious, quietly opened her eyes. She pulled out the phone she had stealthily taken from Karen's pocket and, using her body for cover, sent a message to Bonnie: "Help me. Basement of Villa 3 on Maple Street. Maeve."

After sending the message, Maeve fell back into unconsciousness.

Time passed. When she woke up again, she was in a hospital room. Bonnie and Alex stood by her bedside, worry etched on their faces.

"Bonnie, Alex?" Maeve's voice was hoarse and painful. "Did you get me out?"

Tears streamed down Bonnie's face. "Maeve, don't be scared! You're safe now! I swear I'll make whoever kidnapped you pay for this!"

"The police are investigating and will catch the culprits," Alex added, his usually gentle voice chilling. "I won't let them get away." He had been terrified when he and the police found Maeve bloodied and unconscious in the basement. Only at the hospital did his paralyzing fear begin to fade.

Alex looked at Maeve's pale, injured face and wanted to comfort her, but he hesitated, clenching his fists instead.

"Maeve, are you okay?" Bonnie asked, worry creeping into her voice when Maeve remained silent. "The doctor said you have a mild concussion. Do you still feel dizzy?" (Maeve also had bruises on her abdomen, and the cut on her cheek needed immediate care to prevent infection and scarring.)

Maeve shook her head lightly. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me." She felt numb.

"After all this, you still want to act tough?" Bonnie cried. "I'm going to get a doctor!"

The doctor arrived shortly after and examined Maeve. "Ms. Reese, do you feel nauseous at all?"

Maeve shook her head.

The doctor said, "You need to rest in bed and avoid moving for now. I'll check on you again in a couple of days."

"Thank you, doctor," Maeve replied.

Once the doctor left, the police entered to ask Maeve some routine questions. When asked who had kidnapped her, she hesitated.

"I only saw four people clearly. I'm not sure if there were others," Maeve replied. These were the two bodyguards, Karen, and the other kidnapper. Maeve didn't mention Byron because she hadn't seen his face clearly and couldn't identify him by voice or scent alone.

"Ms. Reese, do you know why they kidnapped you?" the police asked.

Maeve nodded. "Yes, this goes back to my last kidnapping..."

The police were surprised to learn this kidnapping was connected to a previous one, with Maeve as the victim in both cases. This changed everything.

"Thank you for your cooperation. We'll do everything we can to piece together the details. Please wait for further news."

"Thank you."

After the police left, Bonnie and Alex returned. Bonnie peeled an apple while Alex pulled a chair closer and set out some food.

"You've been unconscious for a day and a night. Have some warm soup first and then eat," Alex said gently. "Or is there something else you'd like? I can go get it."

"This is enough. Thank you, Alex," Maeve said hurriedly.

Bonnie held up the apple. "I'll cut it into pieces for you. It'll be easier to eat, and your face won't..." Before she could finish, Alex gently nudged her.

Bonnie bit her lip, thinking, How could I be so clumsy and bring that up?

Maeve smiled gently. "You don't need to be so careful; I'm not that fragile. Can you hand me a mirror?" She suspected the blow from Karen would leave a scar. After hesitating, Bonnie handed her the mirror. "Maeve, don't be upset. The doctor said that as long as the wound is treated in time, it'll heal nicely."

The passage is significantly improved with better sentence structure, punctuation, and clearer word choices. The parenthetical aside about Maeve's other injuries was integrated more smoothly. The extraneous website promotion was removed.