Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 427 Talon Rylands

Chapter 427 Talon Rylands

"Mr. Farrell..." Ben reached a hand to stop him but failed. He had to watch his car vanish at the end of the road without doing anything.

Hence, Ben put down his hand and looked over at Violet. "Mr. Farrell should be following that van, Violet."

"That's good. That's good." Violet breathed a sigh of relief while nodding hard. She wiped off her tears and stopped sobbing.

In her opinion, as long as Jared took action, everything could be resolved.

"Violet, by the way, why are you lying prone on the ground?" Only then did Ben recall that Violet had been lying prone on the ground since he saw her.

She didn't get up at all, and her posture was so weird.

Violet bent her hand to rub her waist. With a bitter smile, she said, "When Ms. Reed was captured, I wanted to help her out, but one of the guys pushed me. I fell to the ground, and my waist hurt. Now I can't get up."

"What?" Ben raised his voice.

No wonder Violet had been on the ground all the time.

It turned out she had been injured.

Ben could tell she was injured seriously.

"I'll take you to the hospital," said Ben. He walked up and carried Violet in his arms. Then he rushed into Primary Medical Center.

Soon, Violet was pushed into the CT room in the orthopedics department.

Ben stood outside. While waiting, he pulled out his phone and dialed Jared's number.

Jared gripped the steering wheel tightly. He was at the intersection in front.

It was an intersection...

He had no idea which direction he should head to.

He didn't know where the van had taken Amber to.

"Damn it!" Jared smashed his fists on the steering wheel with a livid face.

Right then, his phone rang in his pocket.

Jared took a deep breath to calm down a bit. Then he pulled over the car on the roadside, pulled out the phone to check the caller ID, and swiped to answer, "Speak!"

"Mr. Farrell, I've called the police to report Ms. Reed's kidnap. I also called the traffic control department to check all the street monitors of the whole

city. That van should be locked down pretty soon," Ben hurriedly said.

Upon hearing his words, Jared looked much better. "Well done.

After tracking down that van, send its trace to my phone."

"Got it," Ben answered with a nod.

Jared pinched his phone tightly and added, "Besides, send a squad of bodyguards to me. After the van has been found, I'll take them to rescue Amber." According to Violet, two sturdy men had taken Amber away, and they seemed to be bodyguards. The person who wanted to

kidnap Amber must be the manipulator behind the two men. Jared didn't know if that person still had other bodyguards.

Hence, to be alert and save Amber smoothly, Jared decided to take more bodyguards with him.

"Yes, Mr. Farrell," Ben answered.

Jared put down his phone. Sitting in the car, he forced himself to wait patiently for the investigation result from the traffic control department and the bodyguards. He could only wait but do nothing else right then, anyway.

All he wished was that Amber would be safe and sound.

Jared looked down to cover the emotions in his eyes. His fingers kept knocking on the steering wheel, making messy sounds.

He also felt annoyed, and his mind was in a mess.

He kept wondering who on earth had taken away Amber.

Trenton Gardner?

Or the person who caused his car accident last time?

Jared squinted.

Both of them had the possibilities. However, Trenton had a higher probability.

Trenton had a grudge against Amber. Besides, according to things that happened not long ago, he had the highest possibility to harm Amber.

Of course, the person who caused the car accident also had the motive. Recently, Jared had been close to Amber, so that person would want to harm Amber to hurt him. However, Jared wouldn't let go of the manipulator no matter who the person would be.

On the other side, the van without a car plate was pulled over on the roadside at the highway exit to go out of the town.

Meanwhile, a black vehicle was pulled over behind it.

The doors of both vehicles were opened at the same time.

Two sturdy men got down from the van and guarded at the door.

A sturdy man got down from the black car. And then followed a man wearing a suit, long hair, whose face looked rather androgynous.

The man gazed at the van for a few seconds, walked over, and stopped in front of the two sturdy men.

The latter two bowed at him respectfully. "Young Master."

The man, who was addressed as Young Master, turned the emerald ring on his thumb and asked hoarsely, "Where is she?"

Both men pointed into the door of the van. "She's in there."

Talon Rylands walked up and poked his head into the van.

He happened to meet Amber's gaze.

Amber's hands and feet were tied up, and her mouth was taped. She was tossed in the backseat and couldn't move at all. However, the two men didn't knock her out.

Hence, she had heard their conversation outside the van.

When hearing the two men calling Young Master, she knew the so-called young master must be the man behind her kidnap.

She was confused, though. She didn't know anyone who was addressed in that way. No one around her was addressed like that, either.

Hence, she wondered why this young master wanted to kidnap her.

Amber looked out of the door.

Her sight was recovered a bit more. Instead of the outlines, she could faintly see something. It made her feel as if she had high nearsightedness without glasses. Right then, she could see a man standing outside the van's door, who had long hair and looked like a woman.

Of course, she couldn't see his appearance clearly.

However, Amber knew this man was the young master mentioned by the two men.

She had never seen this man before and had no impression of him.

"Hmm... Hmm..." Amber widened her eyes, moved slightly, and sounded out, wanting to speak.

Talon Rylands curled his lips into a sneer and waved his hand. "Take off the tape from her mouth."

"Yes, Young Master," a man answered. He got in the car, grabbed Amber's collar, and lifted her upper body. Then he tore off the tape from her mouth instantly. The next second, he tossed her to the backseat violently.

Amber's back hit the hard seatback. She frowned in pain and let out a groan. Her clothes and hair were messy.

Besides, the man had torn off the tape so violently that her mouth ached and turned red. She looked miserable.

Amber couldn't care too much then. She tried hard to sit upright, gazed at the man outside the door, and asked in a trembling tone, "Who are you? Why did you kidnap me?"

"It's not important to know who I am. The most important is I can achieve my goal by kidnapping you." The man laughed ina low voice.

When hearing his laughter, Amber couldn't help but stiffen, feeling her hair stand on end.

His laughter sounded horrible. She could tell the evil intention in it and felt a chill rise on her spine.

"Your goal..." Amber took a deep breath to calm herself down. She asked, "What is your goal? If not mistaken, we don't know each other. I've never met you before. I don't think I can let you achieve any goal." "Yes, you can." The man approached her and lowered his voice to say in a hoarser and rougher tone, "You are Jeremiah Rylands' favorite woman."

"Jeremiah Rylands?" Amber frowned.

She wondered who the person was.