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“Erin is the Jackmans‘ real treasure. I’m just the girl they identally swapped years ago. Two years back, they changed myst name and kicked me out. You can check the news–there’s even a photo of me.”
The Jackmans made a big fuss about the name change, trying to give Erin her rightful status. A quick search online would show everything.
But the guy in the gray jacket didn’t care at all. He evenughed. “Of course, we know you’re not their real daughter. Otherwise, why would we bother kidnapping you?”
With the Jackmans‘ influence in Cloudville, the true heiress always had bodyguards around. No one dared touch her.
The man in gray let go of Tracy’s hair and pulled out a phone.
It was the very phone Tracy had bought not long ago.
He grabbed her hand, unlocked it, and started scrolling, saying, “We’ll call the Jackmans soon and demand five million for ransom. You’d better behave, or else …
His voice trailed off.
Not because the threat was too scary to say, but because he froze when he saw the contacts on the phone.
Only two contacts showed up, and just one call log with “Grandpa.” No social media apps, nothing else.
Even his helmet couldn’t hide his surprise. “Where are the Jackmans‘ contacts?”
Tracy stayed cool. “I told you, you’ve got the wrong person. I’m not with a Jackman anymore. So, of course, I don’t have their contacts.”
The gray–jacket man hurried over to the metal barrel and whispered to a man in a leather jacket,
That guy pulled out his phone and typed for a moment, like he was messaging
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Soon, he came back with Tracy’s phone and a piece of paper. “Tell the Jackmans to send the ransom to this ount. Once the money’s in, we’ll let you go. But if you don’t behave, we won’t go easy on you.”
They showed a string of numbers on her phone.
Tracy thought she’d forgotten the number long ago, but seeing it now, she instantly recognized it as Liam’s.
“Hello?”
The familiar voice came through, and Tracy took a deep breath to steady herself.
“I’m Tracy. Someone’s trying to kidnap the Jackmans‘ heiress to extort money, but they got the wrong person and kidnapped me instead. They want five million sent to their ount
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Her voice was steady, calm, like she was reading from a script. It almost didn’t sound like she was the one trapped.
Silence filled the phone, as if Liam was trying to process her words.
After <i>a </i>long pause, Liam’s impatient voice snapped, “Tracy, what kind of stunt are you pulling now just to get our attention?”
His words didn’t faze Tracy at all.
She had guessed this would be his reaction before calling.
Seeing her calm, almost mocking look, the kidnapper in the leather jacket froze.
He quickly leaned toward the phone. “Mr. Liam, Tracy really is with us. If you want her safe, send the five million to the ount she mentioned within half an hour.”
Liam scoffed. “Tracy, do you think I’m dumb enough to fall for some liar? You’re not that stupid!
“If you’re really kidnapped, send me a video in one minute. If not, don’t waste my time with your pathetic tricks!”
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He hung up angrily, so fast that the kidnappers were stunned.
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<i>We </i>know Tracy <i>isn’t </i><i>favored </i><i>by </i><i>the </i><i>Jackmans</i><i>, </i><i>but </i><i>she’d </i><i>still </i><i>been </i><i>their </i><i>precious </i>daughter for 18 years. Even <i>if </i><i>she </i>was <i>just </i><i>a </i><i>pet </i><i>dog</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>expect </i><i>more </i><i>concern </i><i>hearing </i><i>she’d </i><i>been </i>kidnapped.
Liam stayed furious after hanging up and didn’t even want dinner.
“We spent so much effort sending her to the Angelic Etiquette Academy, and she hasn’t changed a bit. Now she’s using these dumb games to get our attention!”
Others at the table had heard the call and looked displeased.
Clearly, no one believed Tracy was really kidnapped.
Erin sighed, speaking at the perfect moment. “Tracy’s being ridiculous. Even if she’s mad at me, she shouldn’t joke about something like this. Doesn’t she know we’d all worry?”
“She knows exactly what she’s doing,” Benjamin said angrily, setting down his utensils. “I think she’s only doing this because she feels safe doing it!”
Just then, Liam’s phone rang again.
He checked it, and the kidnapper’s voice came through. “Mr. Liam, we recorded the video you asked for. See if this is the Tracy you know.”
Liam’s face changed.
In the video, Tracy was tied awkwardly to the iron frame, her hair and clothes messy. Water dripped down her pale cheek, and she looked utterly miserable,
Liam jumped up, panic in his eyes. “Sh–she can’t really be…”
The other Jackmans watching, who had been indifferent or annoyed, finally
showed concern on their faces.