Was it Isaac?

Only Isaac would do something so drastic.

Gritting his teeth, he called his assistant in angrily.

The assistant came in, shaking like a leaf. "Sir..."

“Get the helicopter ready. I need to go back home right now—"

Before Jaylen could finish his words, the Landline phone on the table rang.

He picked it up, his eyes lighting up with hope.

He thought his men found Camila, so he answered the phone quickly, “Hello?”

“We have your mother. If you want us to release her, rendezvous with us."

“Stevie? Did you kidnap my mother?" Jaylen recognized his voice immediately.

"Yes," Stevie replied emotionlessly.

“Where's the meeting place?" Jaylen hissed through gritted teeth.

“Hibiscus Garden," Stevie answered.

“I'LL be there." There was a ferocious look in Jaylen's eyes.

Although he wasn't the most reliable son, he was very filial to his parents, especially his mother.

Besides, he had never committed an unpardonable crime.

“Get the car ready. I'm going out," Jaylen barked at his assistant. The assistant didn't know what to do. Was he going to prepare a helicopter or a car?

“sir—"

“I said get the car ready!" Jaylen roared, pounding his fist on the table.

The assistant nodded and scurried off like a frightened mouse.

“Right away, sir!"

Jaylen rubbed his temples irritably. He hadn't found Camila yet, and now, his mother had gotten involved. How could he stay calm?

He was furious just thinking about it!

It had only been a few days, but he had lost a lot of weight and dark circles had taken permanent residence under his eyes. Haggard was one word to describe him.

And angry.