Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 494: No Clues, No Progress

Chapter 494: No Clues, No Progress

"Exactly, so why don’t you keep quiet and stop talking, okay?" Black barked harshly. However, little Elias showed no fear. In his subconscious mind, these people were all somehow connected to his daddy and mommy.

Their harshness didn’t bother him either—after all, Mommy had said that sometimes stern uncles acted that way to teach children a lesson about being scared.

But he wasn’t scared at all. He just missed Daddy, Mommy, and his little brother a little.

The helicopter passed through layers of thin clouds, heading toward a small island in the middle of the ocean.

After finishing his bread, Elias was still hungry. With a bright, innocent smile, he asked Black for something else to eat.

Black and the woman were utterly flabbergasted. No matter how good someone’s upbringing, how could it produce such a calm and composed child in this situation?

Time passed slowly, and after what felt like an eternity, the helicopter finally descended onto a small island.

As the aircraft landed, Elias woke up from a nap, his clear, innocent eyes taking in the sight of the island bathed in the golden glow of sunset.

The shoreline was dotted with white doves. An elderly man stood feeding them, and as soon as the engine stopped, Elias could hear the soft, cooing sounds of the birds.

"Wow, so many doves!" Elias exclaimed in delight. The black-clad men no longer tried to restrain him. Here, on this island, they were confident that no matter how resourceful or clever Elias was, escape would be impossible.

Elias ran toward the birds, startling them into flight, their wings flapping as they rose together in a flurry.

"So many doves! They’re adorable! Grandpa, can I feed them with you?" Elias asked, momentarily forgetting his separation from his parents as he ran to the side of the elderly man with snowy white hair and beard.

The older man chuckled softly. He appeared to be around fifty years old, his skin still relatively smooth, but his deep, penetrating eyes seemed capable of swallowing anyone who gazed into them.

"Little Elias, you’re finally here. Grandpa has been waiting for you for a long time," the man said with a light laugh.

The black-clad men approached, bowing respectfully. "Doctor, we successfully brought the boy. We’re ready to step back now."

"Yes, Dr. Scott, we’ve delivered the child. Don’t forget to put in a good word for us about this month’s bonus..." the woman added with a flirtatious smile. After all, they had risked their lives for this task, and money was the only reason.

Dr. Scott nodded slightly. "Of course. You may leave now. I’ll stay here with the child to feed the doves."

He smiled lightly, his eyes filled with curiosity as he observed Elias. Meanwhile, Elias excitedly grabbed a handful of millet from the man’s bag and scattered it on the ground. Watching the doves happily peck at the food, Elias burst into joyful laughter.

Dr. Scott chuckled softly. He hadn’t expected Mason to succeed in kidnapping Elias. Over the years, Eric and Ella had gone to great lengths to keep the two boys safe.

Years ago, Mason had said the time wasn’t right and refrained from acting. During that time, countless methods were tested, and finally, after years of work, they had found the best and most reliable approach.

Eric had been a formidable opponent, and Dr. Scott hadn’t expected them to succeed. Yet, here they were.

"Grandpa, do you and these uncles live on this island? Are the doves yours?" Elias asked, his innocent eyes sparkling as he watched the doves flap their wings and fly. Despite the circumstances, he seemed genuinely happy, not at all like a child who had been kidnapped.

"Yes, these doves are mine. Do you like them?" Dr. Scott replied with a smile.

"I love them! There must be lots of fun places to explore on this island, right?" Elias’s excitement grew. His lively nature and incredible adaptability allowed him to embrace the adventure.

"Of course. My villa has plenty of fun places, and I promise you’ll love it!" Dr. Scott replied, his voice tinged with amusement.

Little Elias blinked his wide, innocent eyes, his love for fun completely taking over. For now, on this little island, he had forgotten the harsh reality of being kidnapped.

In stark contrast to Elias’s carefree state, Ella was drowning in despair.

It had been ten hours since Elias was taken.

Ella was so anxious her hands and feet felt weak. Thankfully, Lucas had taken little Dorian to play elsewhere, giving her a moment of respite. She sat fiddling with her phone, desperately hoping for any news.

But as the seconds ticked by...

Apart from concerned calls from Amelia and a few others, Ella received no information.

Nine hours earlier, Eric had returned to his company, trying to track the signal from the locator Elias was wearing.

However, the locator had last pinged near the coast, meaning that before Elias was taken, all items carrying tracking devices—like his watch or small ornaments on his clothes—had been removed.

Even if the watch were found, it would be as good as useless.

"What do we do now? Boss, it’s been ten hours since the young master was taken, and there’s still no ransom call!" John blurted out, his voice filled with worry.

Eric sat at his desk, arms crossed over his chest, his gaze unfocused.

He was, undeniably, panicking. But Eric knew all too well that if he lost his composure, it would play right into the kidnappers’ hands.

He needed to stay calm.

"Everyone, leave me alone for a moment," Eric said flatly. Despite his outward calm, Michael caught the storm brewing in his expression.

The team left the office. Eric’s long fingers gripped his phone tightly, so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Secretary Lee had intended to bring in a cup of coffee, but Michael stopped him at the door. Lee paused, hesitant, then ultimately decided not to enter.

The fact that Eric’s son had been kidnapped under his watch was a crushing blow to the proud and confident CEO.

Eric sat alone at his desk, his thoughts in turmoil. He had already taken every possible action, even notifying David in Country W immediately, hoping for any leads they could provide.

His mind drifted to the mysterious note and letter sent to Ella years ago. That person—whoever they were—must have been lurking in the shadows, planning and preparing for years to execute today’s flawless abduction.

The sheer scale of their resources and the precision of their rehearsal filled Eric with rage. Veins bulged on his temples as his anger reached its peak.

How could he face Ella?

He had always assured her that as long as he was there, everything would be fine. But now? How could he stand before her, knowing he had failed?

The memory of Ella’s heartbroken, furious eyes struck him like a dagger. Overwhelmed by emotion, Eric abruptly stood, grabbed his coat, and stormed out of the office.

His lips were tightly pressed together, his jaw clenched. His son was still missing, but plans with David and the others were already in motion. He couldn’t afford to spiral into despair. For now, he needed to return home and talk to Ella.

When Eric arrived home, Dorian was already asleep. Ella sat in the living room, slumped weakly on the crimson leather sofa, clutching Elias’s favorite toy airplane in her lap.

Her expression was hollow, her exhaustion palpable.