His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 1125

It was a chilly male voice, and his voice was much more stable than the people just now.

Clark assumed that it was this man who wanted to kidnapped them, and the others were just following his orders.

"Who are you? What do you want? I will cooperate with you to get whatever you want," Clark said, remaining abnormally calm.

Duncan was a little surprised by his behavior. He couldn't believe that those were the words of a three-year-old child.

"Since I am a responsible adult, I won't hurt a child. As long as you listen to me and obey my words, I promise that you will be safe." Duncan only wanted to take his revenge on Sheryl. He had no other intentions.

After all, committing murder would result in jail time for him or even worse. He didn't want to die yet. He still wanted to go back to Tarsan Corporation.

"Uncle, you were wrong. It's just that you can't hurt two children!" Clark said calmly.

He was a little wary after the words had slipped out. He knew that he was being a bit reckless. If the man in front of him was not as calm as he had thought, he could get irritated by his words.

And the consequence of pissing off this man could be quite serious.

"Haha! You really are an interesting kid!" It was Clark's win; his guess was right. This man was not concerned with such details. He only cared about "the pleasant cooperation" between them.

"Since you think I'm an interesting kid, could you take off my blindfold? I am just a child; it is impossible for me to escape. But being blindfolded is a little scary." Clark made his plea.

He wanted to see what the man in front of him looked like. Only then could he tell his mom, dad and the police about the kidnapper when he was saved.

"Boy, you have been kidnapped. Do you think you are in a position to ask for favors?" Duncan was very cautious about such requests.

Even if they were just two three-year-olds, he still didn't want to expose himself to them.

"I know, Uncle. I understand that you kidnapped us for something in return. If you take off my blindfold, I will cooperate with you," Clark said. "I mean, when you call my mom and dad to negotiate, I will try to cry out and scream, 'Mom, Dad, help me!'

Unless you are not going to call them and don't need my help..." Clark said this word for word.

Duncan was shocked by the child's words. Was he really a three-year-old kid? Duncan couldn't imagine even an adult being so calm under such circumstances.

Or was it only because the child was so young that he was still ignorant and fearless?

But these were not important for Duncan. What mattered to him was that the kid was willing to cooperate with him.

"All right. I promise not to hurt you as long as you cooperate." Duncan came forward and took off Clark's blindfold.

He didn't think that a three-year-old could play any trick in front of him.

When the blindfold was taken off, the sudden glare of the sun made Clark feel uncomfortable. He closed his eyes and resisted the light for a while. After adapting to it gradually, Clark began to slowly open his eyes.

He realized that he was in an abandoned workshop with some old machinery inside, and the machinery was covered in dust.

The workshop was so large that Clark was sure that it would create echos if he shouted from there.

"Hey, kid! Stop looking around. As long as I don't let you go, you can't get out of here. So, just do as I say and don't try any tricks, understand?" Duncan yelled at the boy.