100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Chapter 820 End it Once and For All

Chapter 820  End it Once and For All

Day Eighty-Seven…

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[ At Syphiruz Mafia's Headquarters… ]

Nathan was experiencing another crisis. His son had been kidnapped by Monica. And until now, he didn't have any clues where to find him. He gathered his men for an emergency meeting.

"I summon you all here because I need your help. We must find my son as soon as possible. This is the photo of the culprit. She is Monica but she is using Helena Carlsen's identity." Nathan presented Monica's photo through the projector screen.

All the branch leaders present could feel the severity of the situation. The son of their Supreme Leader was taken away. This was the big crisis they were facing right now.

"Gosh. I wanna kill that bitch!" Chantha mumbled through her gritted teeth.

"Calm down. We need to strategize on how we are going to catch this woman." Violet whispered to her twin sister.

"I feel sorry for our Supreme Leader. So many unfortunate incidents happening to him right now." Chantha sighed heavily.

"We are going to find young master Ethan," Axel declared as he held Chantha's hand.

"Yeah. Let's do this!" Chantha nodded, determination was evident in her eyes.

Nathan gave everyone instructions, dividing the task among his team members. They sprang into action while Nathan continued to wait for Monica's call. Since she kidnapped Ethan, it only meant she wanted something. She had some demands. And Nathan was still clueless about it.

When everyone left, Nathan stayed in his office. Though he tried to look calm outside, deep inside, he felt miserable and devastated. He just wished that Ethan was safe. 'If anything happens to my son, I swear… I'll hunt her down even in hell.' Nathan thought to himself, clenching his fists.

As he was lost in his own thoughts, Chantha entered his office to talk to him.

"Boss, does Phantomflake know about this?" she asked him curiously. "If she learns about the situation, she might change her mind about the wedding. She will help us is searching for Ethan and capturing Monica." Chantha believed that Nathan could use this incident to stop Jane from marrying Vincent in the mean time.

But Nathan didn't agree to this idea. "No. I can't do that. I will not be like Vincent who used Mia for his own benefit. I won't make Ethan an excuse to get what I want."

"I'm sorry, Supreme Leader. I wasn't thinking the right thing." Chantha immediately apologized.

"It's okay. No need to apologize. Just keep this from Jane."

Chantha just nodded in agreement. "What do you plan to do now?"

"I'm tracking Ethan's phone number." He continued working on his computer.

Chantha excused herself as she didn't want to disturb Nathan. He was concentrating on his laptop, hoping to trace Ethan's location. His phone was switched off so he couldn't get his signal. But once it was switched on, he could track it.

Meanwhile, Monica left the secret hideout, still holding Ethan's phone. When she didn't get a reply from Mia earlier, Monica turned off Ethan's phone since she knew that Nathan could track his location through his phone. She was just being cautious.

"Sigh. Didn't Mia receive my message for Phantomflake? How am I going to contact her?" Monica glanced at Ethan's phone.

"Since I am in a different location, I can use Ethan's phone. Even if Nathan finds out, he will never see Ethan here." Monica went to a crowded mall wherein she could mislead Nathan.

Meanwhile, at Vincent's villa…

Because of emotional stress and physical exhaustion, Mia fell asleep after talking to Jane. It was already nighttime when Mia saw the message.

"Oh… This is from Ethan. I have to show this to Mommy Jane." Mia jumped off her bed and immediately looked for Jane.

The two didn't talk further about their relationship as mother and daughter since it was a very sensitive topic and Vincent remained tight-lipped about this matter. "Mommy… read this message coming from Ethan." Mia didn't waste her time as she handed her phone over to Jane.

Jane didn't hesitate to take the phone since Ethan's name was mentioned. She missed this young boy so much. However, Jane's face was painted with worry the moment she saw the content of his message.

'What happened to Ethan?'

She quickly pressed the call button to find out what was happening to Ethan. Her heart thumped rapidly against her chest as she waited for Ethan to answer the phone. A few seconds later, a female voice was heard from the other line. It was not Ethan.

"Hello, Phantomflake. I've been waiting for you. What took you so long to respond to my message?" Monica chuckled.

Jane's expression turned grim when she recognized Monica's voice.

"What is the meaning of this? Why do you have Ethan's phone?" Jane questioned Monica, boiling rage surging up inside her. "What did you do to him?"

Monica let out another mocking laugh. She enjoyed listening to Jane's angry and anxious voice.

"Well, I warned you. I told you. I'll do anything to stop you from marrying Vincent. I took away the most important person in your life… This young boy."

Jane tightened her grip on the phone, her eyes burning in fury. "Don't you dare hurt Ethan!" "You don't have to worry about this kid. I will not hurt him as long as you will obey me." Monica kept taunting Jane.

"What do you want?! Tell me!" Jane's heart kept pounding so hard. Her worries and concerns for Ethan could be seen in her eyes. She would do anything just to save and protect Ethan.

"Hmm. If you still want to see Ethan, then come and get him. Meet me tomorrow. But you have to come alone. If you disobey me then I will not hesitate to kill this boy." Monica threatened her.

"Yes. I will do it. Just don't hurt Ethan." Jane had no other choice but to agree. This was the only way she could ensure Ethan's safety.

"Good, Phantomflake. I'll give you my number. I'll contact you again. I'll send you the exact time and address. Don't betray me, or else, you will suffer the consequence. You will put the life of an innocent boy in jeopardy. Do you understand?"

"I understand. But give me some proof first that you haven't done anything to Ethan." Jane had to make sure that Ethan wasn't hurt.

"Of course," Monica replied, her voice dripping with cold malice. "I'll send you some videos of him later. But listen carefully—this deal stays between us. You need to find a secure way for us to communicate without anyone else knowing. If this leaks out, if anyone else gets wind of our arrangement, I'll consider it a betrayal. And that will be my signal to end Ethan's life."

Jane's heart pounded in her chest as Monica's words echoed in her ears. The cold, calculated tone of Monica's voice sent a shiver down her spine. Monica was deadly serious, and Jane knew it. This wasn't just a threat; it was a promise from a woman capable of unspeakable acts.

"You know me, Phantomflake. I have no qualms about killing a child. I don't care if he's just a young boy," Monica continued, her voice unwavering, chilling in its casual cruelty.

Jane's hands shook with barely controlled rage. "I said I'll obey you! Stop threatening me already! Don't you dare lay a finger on Ethan, or I swear... I will give you the most gruesome death imaginable. You know I can, Monica. You know what I'm capable of."

Monica laughed, a sound devoid of warmth. "Hahaha! Oh, Phantomflake, you seem to forget who has the upper hand here. Let's see who ends up suffering more between us."

Jane gritted her teeth so hard that she tasted blood, fury coursing through her veins. But she knew she had to keep her emotions in check, at least for now. Ethan's life depended on it.

"See you tomorrow, Phantomflake. I can't wait to see you!" Monica ended the call. She was grinning from ear to ear. She was satisfied to sense Jane's helplessness. She was so desperate to save Ethan.

Monica sent Jane her number so that she could communicate with her. She was going to dispose of Ethan's phone so that Nathan wouldn't be able to track her. Meanwhile, Jane felt like every ounce of her energy was drained after talking to Monica. She was still shaken by the fact Ethan was taken hostage by her mortal nemesis.

'Tomorrow. I have to end this once and for all.'