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Chapter 8 Where Was That Woman?

Another person jumped in, "How could she just disappear like that? It's gotta be some nasty kidnappers. Where else could a kid like that go?"

"Yeah, I think the same. But those crooks must be crazy to snatch the Wilder family's daughter! Everyone knows she's their pride and joy!"

"Even if she can't talk, with the Wilder family's resources, they'll find her soon. And when they do, those kidnappers are gonna regret it big time!"

Riley and Harper exchanged looks, then glanced at the girl in Riley's arms. Judging by her clothes, she did seem like the Wilder family's daughter, and she couldn't speak either.

Harper was shocked. "Could it really be such a coincidence?"

"She does look a lot like him!" Riley's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the girl's face, which was a spitting image of Donovan's. No wonder the voice on the phone earlier sounded so familiar; it was Donovan's!

Harper glanced at the girl and nodded. "Donovan must be on his way here now. What should we do?"

Riley paused, then quickly handed her phone to Harper. "You take the phone. When he gets here, say it was you who called. I'll take Landon and Winston and get out of here."

Riley then turned to a waiter passing by. "Excuse me, could you please clear our table? We're about to leave.""Sure, I'll be right there," the waiter replied, busy with other tasks but promising to come over soon.

Riley was about to leave with Landon and Winston, who looked confused, when Finley tugged at her sleeve, looking at her with a pitiful expression. It was as if she was saying, "Why are you taking them and leaving me here?"

Riley gently explained to Finley, "Your dad is on his way to pick you up. I have other things to take care of. I'll play with you next time, okay?" With that, she steeled herself to pry Finley's hand off her sleeve.

However, Finley held on tightly, shaking her head with teary eyes.

"Be good!" Riley said firmly, finally managing to free herself from Finley's grip; if she didn't hurry, Donovan would catch her red-handed.

After freeing herself, she glanced at Harper. "It's all up to you now—don't blow our cover!" With that, she took her sons and headed to the parking lot.

Just as the waiter cleaned up their table, the door suddenly burst open, and a group of men in black suits filed in, standing in two neat rows.

A man in a black tailored suit, his face dark with anger, walked in the middle. His eyes scanned the room before settling on Harper's table.

Finley saw the man and turned her face away in anger.

Paxton quickly stepped forward. "Miss Wilder, we finally found you. Are you okay?"

He always played the role of the mediator, skillfully placating both sides to avoid offending anyone. After ensuring Finley was fine, he reported back to Donovan, "Mr. Wilder, Miss Wilder is unharmed."

Donovan nodded, then turned to Harper. "Where's Riley?"

Harper looked puzzled, thinking, 'He must have recognized Riley's voice on the phone. Thank goodness she managed to escape; otherwise, who knows what Donovan might have done. His furious expression shows he's determined to catch her!'

"I don't know who you're talking about." Harper said, trying to stay calm despite her racing heart.

She knew that Donovan didn't recognize her, even though she and Riley had been friends for years. In fact, Donovan had never really paid attention to Riley, let alone known her friends. Despite this, Riley had always harbored a crush on Donovan.

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