Belinda sidestepped them and walked toward the doctor's window. "I said I'd take him back myself. I won't hand the child over to you, and I'm not going with you."
A flurry of footsteps echoed behind her as several bodyguards closed in, completely surrounding her.
"Since you want to do this the hard way, don't blame us," the lead bodyguard warned in a low voice before they rushed forward.
No matter how tightly Belinda held Lanny, she couldn't match the combined strength of the men. Her arms suddenly grabbed empty air, and a suffocating wave of panic seized her chest.
"Let me go! Help! Somebody help!"
Belinda clung desperately to the bodyguard's sleeve, screaming at the top of her lungs.
Her voice echoed down the corridor, triggering a few distant, scattered voices.
The lead bodyguard shoved her hard. She slammed her head against the wall, her vision instantly going black.
Yet she still gripped the man's coat with everything she had, until someone seized her wrist and violently twisted it away. She collapsed on the floor, fighting to keep her eyes open, only to watch helplessly as Lanny was carried away.
"Lanny..."
She gasped, her outstretched hand grabbing at nothing but air.
"What are you doing? Let him go!" Susan's voice rang out, followed by a series of frantic, chaotic cries.
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Catherine fell asleep without realizing it.
She had a dream. In it, she took Lanny away from Eldervale. Their days weren't filled with immense wealth, but they were deeply happy, relying only on each other.
But suddenly, a group of men in black broke into her home and snatched the babbling Lanny away.
Lanny cried hysterically, his screams tearing at her heart.
"Mommy! Mommy!"
His sweet, terrified voice echoed as he was taken further away.
Catherine chased after them, but Lanny had already been shoved into a car. She was drenched in a cold sweat. "Lanny! Lanny!"




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