Melissa walked out of the Shining Company building with a grin. 'The plan is in motion, ' she thought.
She needed a ride home, so she looked around for a taxi. Just in time, one appeared and began approaching. She waved it down.
The driver obediently pulled over beside her. She was about to open the door when, all of a sudden, several guys in masks grabbed her and forced her into a minibus.
The taxi driver looked at the men in utter fear. His eyes met the kidnappers' venomous stares. In that moment of fear and panic, he realized he should get himself out of trouble while he still could. He stepped on the gas and sped away without looking back.
Everything happened so quickly that no one else even witnessed the kidnapping.
Afternoon came.
Charles had been run off his feet the whole morning. In fact, recently, he had been extremely busy dealing with company matters. He could barely cope with the business. After lunch, while he was reading reports, his cellphone buzzed. He picked it up without checking who the caller was.
"Hello?" he mindlessly responded.
"Charles Lu, if you don't want your mother to die, prepare ten million dollars. We'll talk again in three hours," said the voice on the other end of the line. It sounded distorted, clearly disguised, probably to hide the identity of the caller. The voice sounded tough and resolute. The person immediately hung up after talking.
Charles assumed this might just be someone's dumb prank, but part of him worried about his mother. He immediately called Melissa.
Her phone was off.
Charles couldn't help but think that something might have indeed happened to her.
He then called their home number.
"Hello, Mr. Lu. Do you need anything?" Nancy asked. She felt quite surprised. Charles seldom called at this hour.
"Has my Mom gotten back home?" he asked, his voice filled with urgency. The seriousness of his tone worried Nancy.
She looked around and replied, "No. Mr. Lu. Mrs. Lu hasn't returned from bringing you soup. Is there a problem?" she asked.
Now, Nancy was also worried that something bad might have happened to Melissa.
"No, thank you," Charles said curtly and hung up.
Still holding the phone, Nancy felt uneasy. 'Is Melissa in trouble?' she wondered.
Meanwhile, over at the Cloud Advertising Company, people were unaware of what was going on.
"Sher, how are you feeling now? It's a slow day. Why don't you head home early and get some rest?" Isla suggested as she looked at Sheryl's exhausted face. Concern was evident in her voice.
Sheryl looked up at her and smiled, "Isla, I'm all right. Stop this unnecessary worrying. I'm not a child. I know I can handle things myself."
Isla knew there was nothing changing Sheryl's mind. She offered her a cup of coffee and said, "All right, I give up. You're the boss. Would you like a cup of coffee?"
Sheryl broke into a smile when she saw Isla's dissatisfied face.
They were happily chatting when Charles called.
Sheryl answered the phone, but before she could even speak, Charles anxiously blurted out, "Mom is in trouble. Take care of yourself. I have to handle this right now!"
"What?" Charles hung up before Sheryl could find out more.
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