Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1102

Everyone turned to look at Warren. His eyes were burning with conviction, his words clear and unwavering. Liberty Island was just as valuable as the Subterra Vanguard, and Warren had fought tooth and nail to secure his current position. Was he really willing to just hand it over?

"I have their contact info," Warren said, pulling out his phone and dialing the number. As soon as it connected, he roared into the receiver. "Where is my wife? Take whatever you want. Just send her back to me safely, and we'll call it even!"

"Mr. Sherwin, whatever do you mean?" The man on the other end spoke at a leisurely pace, his breathing steady, a faint smile evident in his voice. "Why would your wife be with me?"

"Cut the act!" Warren's eyes were crimson, the veins on his forehead bulging. "Do you want Liberty Island or my life? Spit it out!"

"I really have no idea what you're talking about," the man replied smoothly, playing dumb to perfection. "We did reach out to Mrs. Sherwin previously, but she declined our offer to collaborate. We haven't had any contact since. For you to call us demanding your wife... it's quite baffling, honestly."

"You—"

"If there's nothing else, I'll be hanging up." The man chuckled softly before adding, "If you've misplaced someone, I suggest calling the cops."

The line went dead.

"Animal!" Warren was shaking with so much rage he nearly crushed the phone in his grip. "If they aren't after the island, then what do they want?"

Juniper's face was dark, and she remained silent. Exactly. If not the island, then what?

Meanwhile, at Wraithfall Mountain.

Celine had been drugged, tossed into a garbage truck, and smuggled out of Liberty Island. When she finally woke up, she was staring at a cold, gray stone ceiling, her head throbbing in agony. She shook her head, disoriented for a moment. Where was she?

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