My Baby’s Daddy novel (Anastasia) novel Chapter 2251

The music blared, drowning out her cries for help. At last, she was dragged out through the back door. Filled with fury, Willow fought back. She delivered a strong kick that caught one of the kidnappers off guard.

“Ah!” The kidnapper did not react in time and received a fierce kick. At the same time, she landed a punch on another kidnapper who was not expecting it, delivering a blow to his face. Breaking free from their grasp, she sprinted forward, with the kidnappers giving chase and yelling. “Stop right there!”

As Willow ran through the employee corridor, she noticed it was empty, with no one around to ask for help. The sound of her footsteps rang through the reverberating hallway. Behind her, four kidnappers relentlessly pursued her, their footsteps closing in. She had to find a way to escape their clutches and find help before it was too late.

“Stop running. Stop!” Behind her came the shouts from the kidnappers. Willow’s disbelief was palpable as she realized she had become the target of kidnappers, and what was even more surprising was that they did not appear affiliated with any well-known international organizations. Her father had taught her some self-defense techniques and martial arts since childhood, providing her with valuable skills to handle encounters with ordinary men. Still, they might not be sufficient against highly skilled adversaries.

Since her bodyguards were out of reach, she found herself relying solely on her abilities in this critical moment. It was nighttime, and she was running through an employee corridor. Amid the chaos, she felt like a bewildered cat, desperately searching for any nook or cranny to offer her temporary refuge.

“Don’t escape, stand still!’ The kidnappers relentlessly pursued her, showing they were determined to catch her, even if it meant risking their lives for the ransom. She was gasping for breath. After all, a girl’s body had its limitations, and she was running out of air.

As Willow reached the deck position in that pivotal moment, a surge of despair threatened. to consume her. With nowhere left to hide, she braced herself for the worst. Yet, amidst the dimness, she discerned the silhouette of a man,. a figure that provided a glimmer of hope in the darkness. Though the surroundings obscured his features, she instinctively knew she was not alone.

She ran toward the man but did not clearly see what he was doing. She only saw that he had a gun, pointing it at a man kneeling before him.

‘Please spare me! I was forced to do it. Selling those files was not my plan,” the man pleaded, raising his hands before the tall, shadowy figure. His expression was filled with fear, as if he were standing before the king of hell, someone who could damn him with a single thought.

Just then, he saw a slender figure sprinting toward them. In a desperate attempt to save himself, he immediately had a cunning thought and purposely shouted, “Spare me! Mr. Wyatt, I won’t do it again. I’ll do anything you want, so just spare my life.”

The man deliberately disturbed the sound of the girl’s footsteps as she ran toward them. In that crucial moment, the man standing before him, driven by his sharp instincts, felt a presence behind him. He turned his head and saw a woman appearing from the dimness of the deck, charging toward him.

“Help! Save me!” Willow exclaimed as she rushed forward, her movements slightly unsteady. In a moment of instability, she unintentionally leaned forward and embraced the man in front of her.

“Ah!” It was not her intention, but her running speed was too fast, creating momentum that forced her to embrace the man’s waist.

Her slender arms instinctively tightened around his muscular waist as she held on to him. At that moment, a piercing gunshot echoed through the air, capturing her attention. A mant rushed toward the man she was holding, trying to grab his gun.

As Willow was startled, a powerful force pushed her away, causing her to lose her balance and fall clumsily to the ground. Meanwhile, the man who tried to seize the gun vaulted over the railing and jumped into the sea. As for her savior…

He stood by the railing, his gaze fixed on the sea’s dark depths for a few seconds, and his expression turned inscrutable. Then, with a deliberate turn, his attention shifted toward Willow. The gun in his hand was now pointed directly at her.