Chapter 1000

Scar Lowell's laughter cut off abruptly.

The crowd parted as a burly middle-aged man sauntered forward. A thick gold chain hung around his neck, a cigar pinched between his fingers.

"Boss!" the men chorused.

Duke Massies rubbed his hands together eagerly. "Look at this girl, boss. Not only is she loaded, but she's gorgeous too. After we get the ransom, can I—"

Smack!

Victor Lowell slapped the back of Duke's head. "Always thinking with your dick! That'll get you killed someday!"

Duke chuckled, rubbing his head. "Live fast, die young, right?"

Victor ignored him, narrowing his eyes at Emily Garnache. The Vacheron Constantin Malte Limited Edition on her wrist glinted coldly under the dim light.

"Name, girl." Victor exhaled a smoke ring. "Judging by that outfit, Daddy's got deep pockets. We only want money, not your life. Cooperate and—"

"My father's broke!" Emily's voice trembled, tears welling in her eyes.

She needed to stall. Vivian Laurent would come for her once she realized she was missing.

Duke suddenly leaned in, his scar twisting grotesquely in the light. "Broke? That watch costs over two million! And that purse is limited edition!"

Emily shrank back.

"Boss," Duke wheedled, "this brat's lying. Let me teach her some manners—"

"Get lost!" Victor kicked him aside, turning a cold smile on Emily. "Stalling? Daddy won't get here in time, and my boys won't be gentle."

Emily's mind raced. "I have millions in my account! Take it all—just let me go!"

"Millions?" Duke barked a laugh. "We want billions!"

"My family doesn't have that kind of money..." Emily's voice faded.

Raucous laughter erupted around them.

"Cops?" Victor sneered. "What are they gonna do?"

Emily swallowed her fear, clutching her stomach. "I...I'm starving. Can I eat first? I'll call for the ransom after—"

She needed time. Even a brief reprieve would give Vivian a chance to rescue her.