Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 94

Josephine sighed. Now that her overbearing brother knew that Baby Robbie was his son, he would definitely fight Rose for custody of the child.

What did Rose have to oppose him?

In terms of authority, her brother practically ruled the world.

In terms of money, her brother was the president of a company worth hundreds of billions.

Rose did not have any money or authority.

Josephine thought that the battle was over before it even began.

Fortunately...

Josephine turned around, glanced at Rozette, and thought of how to comfort Rose.

"Rose, I'll try to mislead my brother as much as I can. I'll tell him that Rozette is your daughter with your former husband. However, my brother is a naturally distrustful person. To not raise his suspicion, I'll make up a story that you were married.

"We'll just have to match our stories so that he won't suspect anything. Don't worry, I'll try my best to make sure that you still have your daughter."

Rose nodded agonizingly.

Josephine sent Rose back to Exuberant City. Jenson did not want to be separated from Mommy, and so Josephine had to stay with him to wait for Baby Robbie's news.

Jay had nothing to worry about after he sent Jenson away. He searched every nook and cranny at Eastern Bridge for any traces of Baby Robbie.

The plainclothes police arrived soon. After the rendezvous with Jay, Captain Jean Walter, who was old friends with Jay, teased him, "Oh, Master Ares! Who got kidnapped? They must be someone important for you to attend to the matter personally."

Jay Ares looked at his wristwatch and said coldly," You're late."

Captain Walter's jaw dropped. "I swear to God, I was in the bath when you called me and I did not dare to dawdle for a single second."

Jay's mood was sullen, though one could tell that he was impatient by looking at his eyes.

"Is the hostage some VIP, and that's why you're so worried?" Captain Walter asked.

"It's my son."

"Jenson?" Captain Walter immediately broke out in cold sweat. The hostage was truly a VIP indeed.

"No." Jay's expression was grim.

Captain Walter breathed a sigh of relief. "Master Ares, don't you have only one son? You've been keeping celibate over the past few years, and we've even been curious about your sexual orientation. Where did your second son come from?"

"Enough talk. Let's go save the hostages. Let me warn you, if Baby Robbie loses half a hair, I'll claim half of your life," Jay said sternly.

"Don't worry, Master Ares. I'll start the operation right now."

Captain Jean Walter turned to address his subordinates. "Start the operation." All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Soon after, a subordinate returned to report the situation. "Captain, the kidnappers are holding the hostages in the science museum. Should we storm the place or..."

"Storm the place? Are you crazy? Protect the hostages at all costs. Ensure that no harm comes to the hostages."

Jay's expression was sullen as he turned around and sprinted toward the science museum in great strides.

"Master Ares!" Captain Walter was worried and followed close behind.

Meanwhile, in the science museum, the dozen or so kidnappers tied up Baby Robbie like a rice dumpling and dumped him into a corner. There were a total of five or six children there, the oldest being about twelve years old while the youngest could not have been more than three. The staff members of the science museum were all crouched on the floor with their hands on the walls. A kidnapper with a rifle kept a close eye on them.

"Boss! A group of people has surrounded the science museum. What do we do?"

"Lock the windows and doors. Everything here is a national treasure, and they wouldn't dare to be careless. Keep a close eye on what's going on outside. I f it's the police, ready our weapons!"

"Yes."

Baby Bobbie suddenly had an idea to divert the kidnappers' attention.

"Do you want more money?" He said, "Let me tell you, my Daddy is the president of Grand Asia. He has a lot o f money! If you call my Daddy and ask him for five billion, he will gladly pay up."

The leader of the kidnappers looked at Baby Bobbie." You say that your dad is the president of Grand Asia, boy?" He said gruffly.

Baby Robbie nodded obediently. He put up an innocent and cute face. The kidnappers did not suspect that he was a cunning prankster.

"What's your Daddy's phone number?"

Baby Robbie tilted his head and thought for a while. "M y Daddy has several phone numbers. Try this one first. " Then, he gave them a made-up string of numbers.

When the kidnappers dialed the number, they got an automated response that the number was not in service.

"Try this one instead," Baby Robbie gave them another made-up number. The kidnappers dialed that number and, as expected, no one picked up the call.

The kidnappers were getting impatient. Baby Robbie suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, right! Daddy wrote his phone number on my shirt. Try to look for that."

The kidnappers searched his shirt a few times but found nothing. Baby Robbie pretended to look disappointed. "Hey, do you want to untie me so that I can help you find the number?"

The leader of the kidnappers was tempted by the astronomical figure of five billion. They did not expect a five-year-old child to cause too much trouble, and so he ordered one of his people, "Untie him."

After the ropes were loosened on Baby Robbie's arms and legs, he calmly massaged his wrists and ankles. Then, he stood up, and swiftly flung a loop of the coarse hemp rope around the leader's neck. He grabbed the other end of the rope, swung his body around, landed on the banister of the central spiral staircase, and slid down.

"You sly kid! After him!" The leader's voice was hoarse because his neck was being choked by the rope.

Baby Robbie waved goodbye to the kidnappers. "You rat-faced idiot! My Daddy's money is mine when I grow up. I won't give it to you!"

The kidnappers lifted their guns and pointed them at Baby Robbie.