Natalie looked apologetic. "I''m so sorry. My friend was in that room before your wife was moved in. The wind was too strong on that side of the building, so we switched to an empty room that became avable."


    She never imagined that Yvonne was nning to kidnap a baby to extort Zenobia. With her exnation, Jacob understood everything.


    "I see. It''s alright. For the past two years, this hospital has had a problem with child kidnappings for ransom. The ind is surrounded by water, making it easy to escape. Since they''ve taken my son this time, it gives us the perfect opportunity to round them all up. Thank you for the information. You should go back and take care of your child. Leave the rest to the police."


    Natalie let out a sigh of relief. After thanking him, she headed back upstairs.


    As she turned, a cold glint shed in her eyes. Yvonne, you walked right into this one yourself.


    That woman brought this on herself. The Chief seemed very capable; he would definitely be able to force their hand.


    Looking at the hospital ahead, Natalie suspected that Yvonne must have an aplice inside a group operation.


    But the police would investigate the rest. She could finally go back and get some sleep.


    Jacob watched Natalie''s retreating figure and said to one of his men, “Have someone keep an eye on them. Verify the truth of what she just told me."


    Another officer saluted and left immediately.


    As Natalie entered the hospital, she saw the officer following her. A small smile yed on her lips. So, the Chief didn''tpletely trust her.


    It didn''t matter. She had told the truth.


    Yvonne was on this ind. There was no escape.


    She returned to the hospital room. Zenobia and the baby were both fast asleep.


    Natalie carefully moved the baby onto her bed, closed her eyes, and finally drifted off to sleep.


    Yvonne, having finished a bottle of beer, heard a knock on the door. She assumed it was her aunt returning.


    She quickly opened the door. "You''re back..."


    Her words died in her throat. Two strange men stood outside.


    A bad feeling washed over her. She frowned. "Who are you? What are you doing here thiste?"


    Jacob and his team swiftly entered and shut the door behind them.


    Jacob suddenly drew his gun, pointing it at Yvonne''s head. His eyes were cold. “Tell me, where is my son?"


    Yvonne froze, staring at him nkly. She stammered, "What... what son?"


    "Drop the act. You kidnapped my son for a ten-million-dor ransom.


    If you don''t talk I''ll blow your brains out right now. If my son doesn''t make it, I''ll drag you down to hell with me."


    Yvonne was stunned. The baby in Zenobia''s womb belonged to this man, not Jerome?


    It was over. She had assumed the baby was Jerome''s, but she was wrong.


    "I... I don''t know what you''re talking about!" Her only option now was to deny everything.


    "Fine! Then you can go to hell with my son. And Dr. Smith will be going with you." Jacob was enraged. This woman looked cunning. When it came to his work, he always tailored his methods to the person he was dealing with.


    The barrel of his gun was pressed against Yvonne''s forehead.


    Yvonne, trembling uncontrobly, copsed to the floor in terror.


    "Ahhh!


    didn''t steal your child! If I had, why... why would I still be here? I would. have run away long ago!


    o, it''s not like that! I... I


    Jacob noticed her phone vibrating on the table.


    He nced at one of his officers, signaling for him to answer the call.


    "Don''t say a word," Jacob warned her.