Chapter 669

It was another virtual number. These numbers could be generated in seconds, each tied to a different IP address—completely untraceable. The kidnapper was calling. Celine answered. "Hello." A distorted, mechanical voice crackled through the line. "Celine, have you arrived?" Her grip on the phone tightened. "I'm here." "Good. You must have met the men I prepared for you tonight. Be a good girl and serve them well." Celine let out a cold, mocking laugh. "Oh, I'm being very obedient. In fact, I'm taking great care of them." "Liar! You never served them—you fought back!" Celine's eyes flicked up, her gaze cutting through the private winery like a sharp blade. "You're here, aren't you?" She had said it to lure the kidnapper out—and it worked. The kidnapper was watching, hiding somewhere in the shadows, observing her every move. But the estate was vast. Even as she surveyed the room, she couldn't spot anyone suspicious. The kidnapper quickly realized she had been outwitted, her v