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My wife has been missing for twenty-four hours, while I'm comfortably soaking in a hot bath at our mansion.
A few minutes later, I receive a call from the kidnappers.
"Mr. Shaw, we have your wife. Prepare five million dollars immediately, or we'll kill her."
The kidnapper's tone is extremely arrogant.
I unhurriedly dry myself off, then calmly turn off my phone and go to sleep.
Early the next morning, a courier delivers a blood-stained box.
Inside is my wife's severed hand, dripping with blood.

Wife Kidnapped and Killed, I Calmly Turn Off My Phone and Sleep

"What does this have to do with me? I don't know anything," Kellan said as he slowly lowered his hand from the doorknob.


"Get your ass over here," Garrison suddenly shouted.


"You're not going anywhere until you explain everything to me!"


Seeing the father and son start to argue, I stood by and started eating my snacks.


"Dad, I really don't know anything. It must be Bram deliberately framing me and locking up Xanthe."


"You say I framed you? Then tell me, what do you have that's worth framing?"


Kellan was so flustered by my question that he started spouting nonsense with a straight face.


"Of course it's for the company shares."


"You tied up Xanthe beforehand, found some people to pose as kidnappers, created the illusion that she was kidnapped, and then killed her in front of us!"


"In the end, with my sister dead, all the company shares would become yours!"


Chapter 7