Ethan, ever the action-taker, immediately started a video call. “Uncle Samuel, you’ve got five minutes. Find out where Mom went tonight and what happened to her.”
On the other end of the screen, Samuel stared at Ethan’s determined face, momentarily stunned.
Was he really being ordered around by a kid?
But his surprise quickly melted into a fond, indulgent smile. “No problem.”
When it came to anything concerning Becky, Samuel never let things slide—not even for a second.
He hung up and wasted no time giving orders to his team. He wanted a full rundown of Becky’s recent movements, every detail.
It didn’t take long for his people to bring back a report, but what they uncovered was far more complicated than Samuel had expected.
As he listened, Samuel’s expression grew darker by the minute.
Becky had been kidnapped tonight.
He was furious—and shocked. He’d always believed Becky’s life was steady and safe. How did she end up working as Dylan’s secretary, mixed up in something so dangerous?
His Becky deserved to be cherished, not forced to bow and scrape, playing assistant to someone like Dylan.
And now, because of Dylan, she’d been dragged into the Olson family’s ugly internal war.
Something this big, and she’d kept it from him all along.
Samuel felt a wave of indignation rising inside him at the thought of everything Becky had endured lately.
He didn’t hesitate. The moment he learned the truth, he called Rebecca.

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