Chapter 2 Being Kidnapped


    The memory went back to seven years ago.


    When James finally woke up, he found himself tied to one of the pirs of a dark house. He tried to


    struggle, but it was to no avail.


    "Caleb, check if the boy''s awake or not." James heard a low voice from outside of the cottage. Without


    another word, he quickly shut his eyes. Since he didn''t know who the other party was, it was better that


    he observed the situation first.


    The door creaked open and a man stepped in. James didn''t move, listening to the sounds around him.


    "He''s still asleep. You used too much drugs this time, Rhys," Caleb said, shoving James roughly. When


    James didn''t react, Caleb sighed in frustration.


    "Well, we brought him here not for sleeping," another man snarled back.


    All of a sudden, Rhys poured a bucket of freezing water onto James''s head.


    He immediately opened his eyes to re at them. Although James was just a young boy, he had a


    demeanor of a king. Even as he was tied and drenched with water, his eyes were still as cold as the


    winter seas. The two men couldn''t help but shiver at the sight of his gaze.


    "So you finally wake up?" Rhys sneered, pping his hands. He''d like to believe that they''d seed


    this time. After all, they had prepared for every scenario in the book.


    James didn''t respond. Instead, his mind started to work. He tried to piece together the backgrounds


    and the intentions of the men in front of him, as well as the environment he was ced in to see if there


    was anything that could help him in his escape.


    "I''ve heard plenty of things about the first born son of the Ling Group. Now, it seems, he''s with us. Isn''t


    this such a great day?" Rhys''s eyes glinted as he bent closer. "I was told you''re smart, so how about


    let''s y a game? If you agree, I''ll let you leave safe and sound, but if you get the wrong


    answer...well...Caleb, bring it here."


    Caleb brought him a wooden stick, and Rhys waved it mockingly in the air. "But if you make one


    mistake, this will fall on your body. It''s fair, right?"


    The two men were standing against the light so James couldn''t get a good look at their faces, but he


    wasn''t afraid. "I don''t care who gave you the orders, but I suggest you release me now." Although his


    voice was hoarse from dehydration, it was still as firm as diamonds.


    Rhys gritted his teeth. "I don''t think so. See, we brought you here for money. However, it''s up to us


    whether we return you in perfectly good condition or in skin and bones."


    James snorted. "If it''s all about the money, then you should''ve bargained with me. Do you really think


    it''s that hard for the Ling Group to find where I am now? Besides, since you didn''t even hide


    yourselves, I don''t think you''re nning on keeping me alive."


    Caleb raised his club and mmed it on James. "You''d better shut that trap of yours, asshole," he


    snarled. "But you surely got one thing right. We don''t n on leaving you alive anytime soon."


    Caleb smashed his legs with all his strength. James tried his best not to respond but his forehead was


    already breaking down in cold sweat. His legs were already shaking from the pain.


    Seeing that James was only ring at them, Rhys couldn''t help but panic. He needed to get a hold of


    this boy or else his n would be destroyed.


    "You think the Ling Group would find us that easily? Don''t be a fool!" Rhys took the club and smashed it


    onto James''s legs again.


    James''s body was already trembling in pain as it surged all over his body. However, he continued to grit


    his teeth. Although these men were doing their best to torture him, he wasn''t nning on backing


    down. He red at them like a furious tiger.


    Seeing the expression on their victim''s face, Rhys dropped the club. "You know what?" he snarled.


    "Let''s do thister."


    However, just as they closed the door behind them, their fear was already showing. "Well? What do we


    do now?" Caleb whispered. "You think we should..."


    Rhys lit a cigarette and avoided his gaze. "I don''t know yet, but what I do know, is that James must


    die." He knew the consequences of pissing off the Ling Group.


    Caleb nodded. James was like a ticking time bomb. Although they were a pair of ouws, they weren''t


    nning on dying early.


    "We''ll leave tonight. We''ve broken James''s legs, so he won''t be able to escape. Let''s wait for Jordan


    and discuss this by then." Rhys left.


    Even though they kept their voices down, James could still hear them. Now, he was a hundred percent


    sure that they were plotting to kill him.


    James squinted his eyes and gritted his teeth through the pain as he tried to remember what had


    happened before the kidnapping. ''I was nning to pick up my friend from the airport, when they drove


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    down my path and drugged me. It was 10 in the morning back then, and it must be around five in the


    afternoon now.


    In the past seven hours, they must''ve hid me in the mountain to prevent my family from finding me


    easily.


    From the looks of it, the two aren''t hooligans. So who is the mastermind? And why didn''t they just kill


    me on the spot?''


    he thought, groaning as he tried to move his legs. Fortunately, he loved to exercise, so his bones were


    very strong. Even if they tried to break them a while ago, his bones were fine.


    James groaned when the tight ropes rubbed against his bleeding legs. He breathed steadily, trying his


    best to reduce the pain he was feeling.