“Which higher-up?"

“Why the endless questions? Bind her up with that girl. Secure them both tightly. This woman is far more valuable than that girl."

The men laughed with an air of ambiguity.

Cathy understood Mark better than these individuals,

Gradually, she managed to calm herself, though her back was drenched in cold sweat The higher-up in question had to be Mark.

He had dispatched people to apprehend her, with the intention of rescuing her and Cecilia in the process while making it seem like Cecilia was not important to him at all...

The revelation nearly drove Cathy to cry out, yet she was all too aware of Mark's methods.

While others might not comprehend the extent of Mark's cruelty, Cathy knew it all too well...

He had not only captured her but likely had control over her family as well.

If anything were to happen to Cecilia, he would inflict harm upon her family.

At that moment, Cathy felt consumed by jealousy...

Mark, as icy as ever, had never truly fallen in love with any woman. It was inconceivable for

Cathy to believe that he had fallen for a young girl. Recalling their breakup, he had uttered these words, "Cathy, relationships are not meant for me."

She had challenged him over that statement.

Having attained a prominent position in a foreign company, she aspired to stand as high as him and make him rue his choice.

Yet now, he was willing to trade her life for that of his beloved.

Only Mark could orchestrate such a scheme.

As night settled in, Mark sat in his office, slightly leaning forward, his gaze fixed on the phone.

He was awaiting news.

Despite having been awake for over 24 hours, he did not so much as blink, his handsome visage marked by a profound sullenness.

Peter whispered softly, "You should rest for a while. I'll keep watch here."

Mark remained silent.