Capturing the Millionaire’s Heart on Divorce Day novel Chapter 125

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Madison never expected, in this day and age, that there would still bet people so daring. 

The van sped towards them from a distance, its door ajar. Seizing the moment when Ethan shielded his eyes from the headlights, two arms. reached out from inside the van, grabbed Ethan, and whisked him 

away. 

Madison quickly got to her feet and leaped onto the closest car. 

The kidnappers were momentarily stunned when they realized their vehicle was hijacked. 

About half a minute later, the people Michael had called arrived, screeching to a halt. As soon as Silver Helm learned the Chairman had been taken on the street, he floored the gas pedal, chasing after them with reckless abandon. 

Somewhere ahead…. 

Madison kept her eyes fixed on the van in front, maneuvering her car like a dragon, zipping past the entrance of the Flight Academy. 

“Damn it! We can’t shake her off!” cursed the van’s driver. 

In the next instant, a fist swung from behind, catching the driver by surprise. 

The two men in the van struggled to restrain Ethan, who kicked back hard, causing them pain. 

Ethan’s clothes were stained with blood, but he seemed indifferent, his gaze fixed on the pursuing car in the rearview mirror. 

“Shhh-” 

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Just as the two men dragged Ethan back into the van seat, their vehicle screeched to a sudden stop. 

The van driver, gripping the steering wheel furiously, glared at the car that had forced him to halt. 

Madison had wedged her car into a dead-end angle. She quickly got out, brandishing the kidnappers’ own club left in the car. 

As night fell… 

The woman approached silently. 

The van driver attempted to escape, but the tires were trapped by 

Madison’s car, immobilized. 

“Bang-” 

The driver screamed in terror, shielding his face and ducking back. 

Madison smashed the club onto the van’s windshield, which instantly sprouted a web of cracks like a spider’s nest. 

After several more hits, Madison swiftly yanked open the driver’s door, pulling the man out by his hair. 

“You want to die, don’t you?” 

Ethan recovered from the shock of impact, pushing the unconscious kidnappers aside to exit the van. 

What he saw next left an indelible mark on him. 

Madison pinned one of the kidnappers to the ground, the club that had shattered the glass now shoved into the man’s mouth. 

The kidnapper screamed in anguish, legs flailing helplessly, unable to break free. 

No one could see the dark, bloodthirsty look in the woman’s eyes as 

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she seemed to lose all control, consumed with the desire to make 

this man pay. 

As Madison drove the club down one last time, a voice pulled her 

from the brink of chaos. 

“Madison.” 

Startled, she turned sharply. 

The scene was desolate, marked only by the van belching black 

smoke and… 

A man drenched in fresh blood. 

Ethan approached, taking the weapon from her, lifting her in his arms. 

Michael and Silver Helm arrived then. 

They saw Ethan holding Madison by the roadside. 

Her heartbeat skyrocketed, her vision darkening, “Are you… are you okay?” 

Ethan felt her fear and gently patted her back, “I’m fine, look at me… 

He let her go, spreading his arms, “Unharmed.” 

Madison seemed lost in emotion, murmuring, “It’s okay… as long as you’re okay…” 

Ethan picked her up, covered in blood that wasn’t his, and headed for the car Silver Helm had stopped. 

“To the hospital,” he gasped. 

In the hospital room…. 

Madison sat quietly, unbandaged, unweeping, like a little creature 

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petrified by fear. 

After treating his wounds, Ethan came to her. He pulled up a chair, gently cleaning her fingertips with supplies from a first aid kit. 

The cuts were likely from glass shards. 

A couple of them were deep, her fingertips swollen, but she made no 

sound. 

“It’s okay, Madison, look, just a little care, and there’s nothing to worry about,” he soothed in a gentle voice. 

Madison stared blankly at him. 

He touched her cold face, “Scared, huh? I’m sorry, it’s my fault for not being careful. It won’t happen again.” 

She looked at him, fixated. 

After a long silence, she ventured cautiously, “You’re not going to die, right?” 

Ethan chuckled, “I’m right here, very much alive. How could I die?” 

Madison nodded slowly, “That’s good.” 

“Rest a bit, and then we’ll go home,” Ethan comforted her. 

Only when Madison closed her eyes did he step out of the room. 

Michael and Silver Helm waited outside. 

“President Grant,” Silver Helm apologized, “I’m sorry, I was too late.” 

“Who are they?” 

“Foreign nationals, the specific motive is still unclear,” Silver Helm 

replied. 

Ethan sat down, elbows on knees, silently pondering before speaking, 

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“If it’s not clear, keep asking until it is.” 

Silver Helm understood, “Got it.” 

Before he left, Ethan’s calm voice followed, “Regardless of whether they speak up or not, those people can’t be allowed to walk free again. 

Silver Helm hesitated, glanced at the silent Michael, and acknowledged, “Yes.” 

The corridor quieted down. 

Michael sat down next to him. 

He pondered, “This must be about Madison. But I can’t see how she’d have enemies. Besides, if they were after Madison, why take you?”