Chapter 37 Turning the Trap
Dan had made it clear: not a single hair on her head was to be harmed. So the men had no choice but to
stop.
Estella’s coat was already torn, several buttons on her shirt hanging loose.
Just as despair overwhelmed her, the door slammed open.
Jonathan stormed in and immediately beat the four kidnappers to a pulp.
They collapsed to the floor, bruised and bloodied, crying out in pain.
Jonathan rushed over and wrapped his coat around Estella.
She had been trembling, her face pale-but when she saw him, her tears finally stopped.
“It’s over,” Jonathan said gently, helping her to her feet. “I called the police. They’ll be here soon. Are you hurt? Let’s get you to a hospital.”
But Estella didn’t move.
She turned back to glare at the kidnappers, eyes burning. “I want to know who did this to me.”
Jonathan understood instantly. “Alright. Let’s find out.”
He stepped forward and planted a foot hard on one of the men’s chest.
“Who sent you?”
The man clenched his jaw at first, but Jonathan pressed down until his rib cracked with an audible snap.
“It-it was Nathaniel! He paid our boss to set this up!”
Estella froze.
Nathaniel?
She quickly pieced it together.
He’d had her kidnapped to sabotage her career-so she’d have no choice but to crawl back to him.
Despicable.
Her voice shook with fury. “And the video… was that his idea too?”
She still couldn’t understand-if he wanted her back, why go so far to humiliate her?
The man stammered, “N-No. That was Isabelle. She’s the one who told us to do it.”
Estella’s teeth clenched.
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Of course. Isabelle wasn’t innocent.
She had planned to use the footage to shame and control her.
But there was no way Estella would let her get away with it.
She walked over. “Call Isabelle. Do exactly as I say.”
The man hesitated.
Jonathan slammed a kick into his knee. The man nearly screamed in pain.
Shaking, he nodded.
Following Estella’s instructions, he dialed Isabelle’s number and switched to speaker.
“Ms. Isabelle…” he mumbled.
Estella clearly heard Isabelle’s eager voice- “Well? Did you get it? Send it over. As soon as I get the nude video of Estella, I’ll transfer the money.”
The man glanced at Estella and echoed her prepared line, voice trembling. “Fifty thousand isn’t enough. We want three hundred.”
Isabelle exploded. “Are you insane? It’s just a video! No way it’s worth that much. Forget it!”
The man responded with Estella’s words, “If you don’t pay, we’ll tell Mr. Nathaniel you ordered the filming.”
Silence.
Isabelle prized her image in front of Nathaniel. She couldn’t let him know what she’d done.
Grinding her teeth, she finally relented. “Fine. I’ll send the money. Just do it quickly.”
“Send it to my account. Now.”
Moments later, the money hit.
The man immediately transferred the full amount to Estella.
She accepted it without a word.
If Isabelle wanted to play dirty, she could pay the price.
From the other end, Isabelle urged, “Well? Where’s the video? Hurry up!”
Finally, Estella spoke.
“Isabelle, you’ve got some nerve. You really thought I’d let you get away with this? This call has been recorded. Get ready to be exposed.”
The line went dead silent.
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