Chapter 7: The Ultimatums

Chapter 7: The Ultimatums
When Alexander entered the VIP suite ten minutes later, his world shattered for the second time. Marcus was recovering on the floor, and Clara was just waking up, crying in panic.
"Alexander! They took her! Two men in black—they took Lily!" Clara sobbed, clutching his arm.
Alexander’s face turned into a mask of absolute, terrifying calm. It was the look of a predator whose cub had been taken. "Marcus. Lockdown the city. Lock down every airport, train station, and harbor. Call the governor."
Before Marcus could answer, Alexander’s personal phone buzzed. It was an unknown number. He answered immediately, putting it on speaker.
"Hello, Alexander," a distorted, smug voice laughed. It was Vanessa, using a voice changer, though her arrogant cadence gave her away instantly. "Looking for something small and precious?"
"Vanessa," Alexander growled, his voice vibrating with lethal intent. "If you have touched a single hair on her head, death will be the kindest option you have left."
"Oh, save the threats, Chairman," Vanessa mocked. "You ruined my life. You took my dignity, my money, and my status. Now, it's time to pay the bill. I want five billion dollars wired to an offshore account in the Cayman Islands by midnight. If the money isn't there, you'll receive your daughter back... piece by piece."
"Let me hear her voice," Alexander demanded, his fists clenching so hard his knuckles turned white.
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A brief rustle, and then Lily’s terrified, weak voice came through. "Daddy... I'm scared. It's dark..."
"Hang on, princess. Daddy is coming," Alexander said fiercely before Vanessa cut the call.