Ivy sneered.
âLyndon, do you think Iâm a fool? Youâll break your promise the moment I let her go.
â
Lyndon said nothing, his lips tight with frustration.
Brian stepped forward.
âIâll handle it.
Tell us what you want, and then let them go.
â
Ivy hesitated.
She had only planned to kidnap Tilda and make Lyndon comply with her demands.
She hadnât anticipated Jamir kidnapping Rosalynn as well, Leaving her unsure of what to do next.
Jamir, standing beside her, broke the silence.
âGet me a helicopter, and let me and my man leave safely.
â
Brian glanced at Jamir and nodded.
âOkay.
Anything else?â
âNo.
â
That was it?
Brian was taken aback and stared at Jamir with a puzzled expression.
Was Jamirâs only demand for kidnapping Rosalynn a helicopter to ensure a safe exit for himself and his crew?
âHey, are you an idiot? Why donât you ask for money? Hurry up and demand it!â Ivy interjected.
Jamir gave her a sly grin.
âI only want a helicopter.
â
âHuh!â
Ivy was baffled by his logic, clearly thinking Jamir was foolish.
He had abducted a wealthy woman yet failed to request any ransom.
He had lost his senses!
âOkay, Iâll arrange for it immediately,â Brian replied.
He narrowed his eyes, too pressed for time to delve into Jamirâs reasoning.
He pulled out his phone and promptly called Edwin, instructing him to secure a helicopter without delay.
Simultaneously, he told Edwin to alert the necessary authorities to expedite Renataâs release.
Brianâs tone was icy.
As Ivy heard his instructions, she gazed at his striking features, her eyes gleaming.
Brian and Lyndon, both prominent young elites, were admired by many women.