Chapter 352

Jalen slowly said, “I agree to your terms. I just want my daughter back.”

Carlisle was slightly taken aback. “I haven’t even stated my terms yet.”

“Your condition is obviously to release Shein and his family.”

Carlisle chuckled. “Mr. Holder, you’re indeed sharp. I’ll be waiting for your good news then.”

With that, Carlisle hung up the phone.

Back in Trodie Town, the helicopter slowly descended. Three billion dollars in cash had been transported

over.

Gabriel’s expression was grim. All their rescue plans had failed. Now, they could only watch helplessly as

the kidnappers took off with the money.

Hendrix had arranged for his men to load the cash into the vehicles. He sat in the helicopter by himself, holding a phone and speaking with Gabriel.

“Oh right, left some surprises in the town. Make a move, and I’ll detonate them.” Hendrix grinned before

hanging up.

This level of meticulous planning and foresight was why he always managed to escape unscathed after

each kidnapping.

Gabriel nearly had a stroke upon hearing Hendrix’s threat.

Just as Hendrix was about to board the helicopter, his phone rang again. It was Jalen.

He started, “Jalen…”

“Leave the money, release Shein and his family,” Jalen ordered.

“Jalen, are you kidding? Our plan has already succeeded!” Hendrix laughed, thinking Jalen was joking.

Jalen’s tone was cold. “I have your family.”

Hendrix’s smile faltered, and his face twitched. “Jalen, you…”

Hendrix was a devoted son. His 80–year–old mother didn’t have many years left, and he couldn’t bear to

let her suffer.

“They have my daughter,” Jalen said bitterly, torn by his betrayal.

Hendrix quickly pieced everything together.

He had kidnapped Shein’s family, then someone else kidnapped Jalen’s daughter in retaliation. Fearing a

fallout, Jalen had taken Hendrix’s mother.

Hendrix’s face twisted in rage behind his mask. “Jalen, you’re out of your mind!”

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He had known Jalen for 15 years. Throughout that time, Jalen had treated his mother like his own, and

she had grown fond of Jalen, treating him as if he were her son.

Never had he imagined Jalen would use his mother against him.

“Hendrix, I’m sorry. I can’t lose my daughter!” Jalen’s voice was filled with guilt.

He knew he would lose a brother and a godmother after this, but he had no choice. Narcisse was his everything, and he was willing to sacrifice anything for her.

“Boss, it’s getting dark. We need to get on the helicopter and leave,” one of Hendrix’s men urged.

“Shut up!” Hendrix hung up the phone and yelled at his subordinate.

The man recoiled, not daring to say another word.

Hendrix pulled out his walkie–talkie. “Leave the money. We’re getting out of here.”

The rest of the crew were stunned by his words. What did Hendrix mean? Leave the money? Did that mean the money was fake? Otherwise, why would Hendrix want them to leave it all behind?

“Boss, is there something wrong with the money?” one of the braver ones asked over the walkie–talkie. “Damn it. If they’re trying to cheat us, let’s just kill the hostages!” another snarled.

Hendrix’s voice was calm but firm. “Do not harm the Thompson family. Leave the money. If you want to leave, do it now. If you don’t, stay and face the consequences.”

With that, he climbed to the helicopter’s cockpit, pressing a gun to the pilot’s head. “Head to Degon City!”

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