Love Has its Will by Selena Lewis
Chapter 348

Chapter 348

Brandon was in a hurry. Seth guessed what might have happened. He did not dare to ask. He asked Lizeth to supervise the repair work in the study. After booking tickets, Seth drove to Glory Hotel to pick up Brandon.

Brandon had just gotten into the car when his phone rumbled. Brandon lowered his head. The number that fell into his eyes was not Savanna's. A sense of loss welled up inside Brandon

Brandon usually did not pick up unfamiliar calls. He was afraid that something had happened to Savanna and that he had missed something

He raised his finger, and the call was connected.

Dahlia's voice was soft and gentle. "Mr. Young, are you asleep?"

Brandon did not know why he felt much more frustrated when he heard Dahlia's voice. "No."

Dahlia licard Brandon's cold voice and said rently. "I've altered this blueprint several times. It's finally completed. I want to show it to you. Is it convenient now?"

Brandon's tone was stern. "No."

Without waiting for Dahlia to reply. Brandon continued, "I told you before You will contact Jim about designing."

Brandon's detached attitude made Dahlia leel wronged.

Dalilia sniffed. "Mr. Young, haven offended you?"

"No."

Brandon's voice was as cold as ever.

"Ms. Colon, when the Young Group signed you, you knew that it was because of your talent. The Young Group offers you a high salary. You are an employee of the Young Group, and I am your boss. You have to do whatever I say."

Brandon sounded cold and distant, and his previous politeness towards Dahlia was gone.

Dahlia didn't know why Brandon's attitude towards her changed so much. She felt aggrieved and panicked. "Alricht. I'll only talk with Jim."

Dahlia ended the call.

Brandon sat in the car with his eyes closed. Seth peeked at him from the rearview mirror and saw that the veins on his foreliead were bulging Seth, who knew Brandon well, was aware that Brandon was on the verge of anger.

The one who annoyed Brandon was Dahlia, who had just called.

Brandon was worried about Savanna.

It was unknown what happened to Savanna. It had been so long, but they could not contact her. Brandon was worried, and even Seth felt that something was wrong.

The plane soon arrived in Philadelphia.

Brandon and Seth returned to the Moon Villas. A suitcase was standing outside the villa.

Brandon opened the suitcase and saw that it was full of Savanna's clothes.

Brandon's eyebrows were lurrowed as he rushed into the villa. A few lights were on in the villa, and a suitcase was placed behind the door. The scratches on the stairs should have been left by Savanna when she rushed out of the villa in a hurry.

After Savanna rushed to the door, she was kidnapped.

Brandon guessed that Savanna should have received a call or a message. The message should have something to do with him. This explained wliy Savanna called him and then mysteriously hung up. Seth checked the surveillance camera and saw Savanna rushing out of the villa. She stood at the door of the villa with her luggage. Then Savanna's slender figure was covered by something black. Then the video went dark

Needless to say, the bad guys had taken care of the surveillance before kidnapping Savanna,

Brandon looked at the dark video, and muscles under his right eye twitched. He stood by the windowsill and lit a cigarette. The smell of the cigarette quickly spread in the air.

Seth asked, "Mr. Young, we don't have any clues. How do we replace Mrs. Young?"

Brandon stared out the window and spat, "Wait."

Time passed by.

The darkness outside the window was slowly replaced by dark blue. Gradually, a ray of light came from the horizon. The light quickly dispersed and fell on Brandon's face. After a night, there seemed to be stubble on Brandon's hard chin.

Buzz.

In the quiet morning, the ringtone was loud and ear-piercing,

Brandon took a puff of his cigarette and slowly spat out the smoke before picking up the call. "Hello."

"Brandon, come alone if you want to see her."

It was a male voice. After special processing, it was difficult for Brandon to identify it.

"Address and ransom?" Brandon asked slowly and calmly.

"I'll send you the address. Don't call the police."

The kidnapper didn't mention the ransom. After hanging up, he immediately sent a location.

The speakerphone was on, so Seth heard the speaker on the phone.

Seth frowned and was extremely worried, "Mr. Young, I want to go with you."

Brandon wrinkled his brows. "Stay at home and keep the phone connected."

Brandon did not say anything else to Seth, put his coat on his arm, and walked out.

Brandon quickly arrived at the appointed location.

Brandon looked at the empty unfinished building and smiled. He knew that the kidnapper would not appear.

Brandon didn't call. He just stood straight downstairs.

Not long, later, a message came to his phone. "Look behind."

Brandon slowly turned his head, and a tall figure walked out from the right side. The man was dressed in a suit and looked cold. His hands were in his suit pants, and the morning wind rolled up his black trousers. The glaring black shadow was in the light. Because his face was against the light, Brandon could not see the expression on his face clearly. It was just like the movie pictures in slow motion. The man slowly walked toward Brandon.

When the man walked up to Brandon, Brandon finally saw the man's face clearly. Brandon seemed to have seen the man on the news. It was the lawyer elite of Prosperity Law Firm, Morgan, who had never been defcated in court.

Morgan glanced at Brandon and smiled, "Sorry, Mr. Cassel, I sent you the message."

Brandon didn't bother to beat about the bush and asked directly, "Where is Savanna?"

Morgan did not immediately answer. A moment later, his expression was conflicted as he said, "I didn't kidnap Savanna, I texted you and told you that she is here."

Morgan took out his phone, wanting to friend Brandon on iMessage.

To replace Savanna, Brandon had no choice but to agree with Morgan.

Morgan then sent the location of Savanna to Brandon.

Morgan's phone suddenly vibrated. He glanced at the message, and his expression changed. He turned around and opened the door of the black Cayenne Brandon parked by the roadside. After Morgan got into the car, he shouted at Brandon, "Hurry up, or Savanna will dic."

Hearing this, Brandon almost couldn't breathe. He took a deep breath, sat in the driver's seat, and buckled his seat belt. The car roured at a speed of more than a hundred miles to the address that Morgan sent.

On the way, Brandon's right eyelid fluttered fiercely. The veins on his forehead bulged. Morgan no longer spoke to him. His eyes were focused on the front. It could be seen that Morgan was also nervous. The car soon reached the old warehouse.

The door of the warehouse was wide open. Just as Norgan opened the car door, Brandon jumped out of the car.

Brandon strode into the warehouse. It was strangely quiet. Savanna, whose mouth was sealed by black tape, sat on a stool in the middle of the warellouse. Her hands and feet were tied by ropes, and her body was tied tightly to the cliair.

When Savanna saw that Brandon arrived, she rounded her eyes wide as if she couldn't believe it. She was stunned for two seconds before she came back to hier senses. Savanna know that she wasn't dreaming. She wanted to speak, but the tape on her mouth was tightly sealed. She could only let out some groans.

Brandon took careful steps and raised his hand to signal her not to speak

On full alert, Brandon looked around vigilantly as he walked up to Savanna.

The sound of tapes being removed came.

Brandon removed the tape from Savanna's mouth.

Savanna took a deep breath and shouted in panic, "Bomb. They tied a bomb to me."

Brandon looked down and saw a brand-new bomb tied to Savanna's right foot. The remaining time was shown on the 10 minutes and 31 seconds.

Brandon's expression gradually turned cold, Sweat dripped from his forehead. He tapped his phone with his long fingers As soon as the message was sent out, Morgan entered. Morgan squattel down and looked at the bomb on Savanna's leet. His lace darkened in anger

Morgan bryan to yoll, "Marc.cet the hell out here."

"Mr. Colon." Hearing Moryan's roar, Marc, who was hiding in the corner, ran out.

Without waiting for Marc to speak, Morgan raised his hand and gave Marc a slap.

"Code?" Morgan gritted his teeth and asked.

Marc blushed and looked innocent. "Mr. Colon, your dad personally set up the code. I don't know it."

Morgan started to bombard Fabian with calls.

Fabian walked in. His pace was calm and unhurried. He came up to Morgan and looked up at him. "I knew it was you who texted Brandon. So, I tied a bomb to Savanna. You are my son. Which side are you on? Did you become an idiot after learning law?"

The informer texted Morgan that Savanna had a bomb on her body, so Morgan brought Brandon to the warehouse.

Morgan glanced at Brandon, who was kneeling down on one knee behind him. Brandon must be praying. The beeping sound echoed in the air and rang in his cars, leaving Brandon's nerves tense. Every sound represented the passing of a second. With every passing second, Savanna's life was closer to death

Morgan took out his phone and wanted to replace a bomb disposal expert. He searched his mind for a long time and finally chose to call the police.

As soon as Morgan dialed the phone, Fabian gave him a slap, Morgan didn't hold his phone, which then tell to the ground.

Morgan flared at Fabian. Morgan's pure black pupils suddenly contracted. "Dad, do you know the consequences of doing this?"

A cold light flashed in Fabjan's eyes. "If Rafael is gone, I would rather die."

Morgan reached out to pick up his phone, but Fabian kicked the phone tar Iway. In the next second, Morgan was restrained by two men in black. Morgan was pressed against the wall and could no longer

move,

Brandon, who was half-squatting, listened to the conversation between Morgan and his father. Brandon raised his cyebrows slightly, and sweat kept falling from his eyebrows.

Obviously, Fabian tied a bomb to Savanna to force Brandon to overturn Rafael's conviction.

Morgan roared angrily, "Even if you want to save Rafael, you should not use such a despicable method. Besides..."

Morgan looked anxiously at Savanna. He thought that she would be afraid, but Savanna did not have much fluctuation in her emotions. She remained calm in a life-and-death situation when she was about to be blown into a cripple. Whether she was calm on the surface or not, this meant that Savanna was a courageous girl

Morgan had only found out that Savanna was a member of the Colon family. Morgan disliked the fight between his parents. Therefore, he chose to learn the law back then and stayed away from his family business. If Fabian had not asked him to investigate Rafael's case, Morgan would not have participated in the annoying matter.

Morgan felt that Brandon was not wrong. Rafael should be punished for what he did, but Morgan couldn't disentangle himself from Fabian and finally agreed to overturn Rafael's conviction.

Morgan's people said that Fabian kidnapped Savanna, and Morgan immediately told the news to Brandon.

The sound in the air became more and more rapid, and Morgan's heart beat faster. He shouted at Fabian, "Savanna is your daughter, and she is my sister. You are going too far."

His father's ruthlessness disappointed Morgan and wrung his heart.

Fablabi paid to attention to Morgan. He came up to Brandon and looked down at Brandon, whose face was covered in a cold sweat. "Brandon, as long as you agree to overturn Rafael's conviction, I will tell you the code."

Brandon did not want to listen to Fabian. He concentrated on decoding the bomb.

Fabian glanced at the sweat on the bullet screen that dripped from Brandon's face and gave a terrifying and sinister smile.

"There are 5 minutes and 12 seconds left. Although this kind of bomb is not powerful, it is more than enough to cripple one. Brandon, do you want to see Savanna break her arins and legs?"

Seeing that Brandon did not answer him, Fabian then continued, "of course, you don't want the woman you love to suffer.

"Brandon, you have got 4 minutes and 36 seconds."

Savanna sat in the chair. She did not dare to move. She was afraid that she would explode if she moved. Seeing that Fabian was forcing Brandon, Savanna gritted her teeth.

She glared at Fabian, wishing she could bite him to death.

Savanna saw that Brandon was in a dilemma. He was not sure that he could dismantle the bomb. Just now, Savanna was the closest to Brandon. She saw him text Seth. Seth needed some time to get the bomb disposal expert over. By the time the expert came; Savanna would have been dead.

The time for the bomb to explode came closer and closer. Savanna began to get nervous, and her hands were full of sweat. She held her breath and said softly, "Brandon, leave. Don't care about me."

Brandon studied the bomb for a long time. His bony hand picked up small scissors from the box. When the scissors reached out to the red line, Brandon's large hand paused. He looked up, his expression almost stiff. Beads of sweat formed on his nose. He stared at Savanna.

Savanna understood the question in Brandon's eyes and said, "I believe in you. Brandon, cut it.”

After hearing Savanna's reply, Brandon seemed to be encouraged. He looked down, and his eyes fell on the thread in his hand.

For Brandon, it was a difficult choice.

If he made a mistake, Savanna would be injured and become disabled. She might even give up on herself. Many pictures that Savanna was so irritable and miserable appeared in Brandon's mind... Brandon's hand holding the scissors began to tremble.

The scissors reached out to the red line again and turned to the green line. Finally, Brandon stopped panting, and the scissors slipped from his fingertips.

Brandon slowly stood up, lis dark eyes heavy withi rage. He said to Fabian, "I accept your conditions and will overturn the verdict for Rafael."

The tense expression on Fabian's lace cased. He waved his hand, and Marc brought over the contract he had prepared.

Brandon Jookapen and signed his name on the contract.

Fabian said with a smile, "Mr. Cassel, once one has a weakness, he will be led around by the nose.

"I admire you."