The Chief was furious, his sharp eyes fixed on Bess. “But I haven''t received a single ransom call."


    If this was the same group as before, this was their chance to catch them all.


    Bess started, "Sir..."


    "Where does she live?"


    The Chief cut her off, his eyes filled with worry as he nced at the blizzard outside.


    In a storm this bad, the baby could easily get sick.


    Someone had sent this video, but their identity was untraceable. It was likely an anonymous ally who knew this woman had stolen his son.


    He had been right outside the delivery room. After his wife was moved to her room, he waited until both she and the baby were asleep before stepping out to take a call. When he returned, the baby was gone, and coincidentally, all the nearby security cameras were broken.


    The massive snowstorm had damaged a lot of surveince equipment.


    But this suddenly appeared video made it clear: the cameras were working before


    his son was taken and were only destroyed afterward.


    This wasn''t the work of one person; it was a group operation.


    Bess said, "Sir, she lives in the small building across the street, room 302."


    The Chief looked at Bess and pointed to a nearby chair. “Bess, I''m sorry, but to clear you of any suspicion, please put your phone aside and sit here. Wait until I''ve found the woman in this video and confirmed you''re not involved. Then you''ll be free to go."


    “What?” Bess was indignant. "Sir, I''ve told you everything I know! Why do you still think I''m one of them? I couldn''t be their aplice. I''m just as worried about your son as you are."


    The Chief was still young, in his early thirties, tall and handsome, but his hawk-like eyes were incredibly sharp when he looked at someone.


    Bess shivered under his piercing gaze and quickly nodded. "Alright, sir. To clear my name, I''ll wait here. Please, go find the baby


    this


    weather a newborn can''t endure much."


    The Chief turned and left.


    He left two officers behind to watch Bess.


    Since she knew Dr. Smith, they couldn''t risk her leaking the news.


    After leaving, the Chief took several of his officers to arrest Yvonne.


    Yvonne was in a celebratory mood. She had just sliced some beef, put it in the air fryer, and fifteen minutester, it was perfectly cooked.


    She was eating the roasted beef and drinking a beer to celebrate.


    Looking out at the blizzard, she sneered, “Jerome, you will be the father of my child,


    and the Scott family fortune will be inherited by my son."


    “Zenobia, I''ll make you live in misery for the rest of your life! Haha.....”


    The thought of ten million dors made herugh even harder.


    Zenobia''s family was wealthy;ing up with ten million should be easy for them.


    At the same time...


    Downstairs at the hospital, Natalie intercepted the Chief on his way to arrest Yvonne.


    "Excuse me, sir! I need to report a crime. I just received a ransom call on my friend''s phone. The person imed to have stolen my friend''s baby and demanded ten million dors. But my friend''s baby wasn''t stolen. I heard your child was taken,


    and I think they made a mistake


    This is the number they called from. They''re demanding a


    ten-million-dor ransom."


    Jacob frowned, looking at Natalie as a theory formed in his mind. "So, you''re saying they originally intended to kidnap your friend''s child, but they made a mistake and took my son instead?"