Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 503: The Man with Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder

Chapter 503: The Man with Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder

The interior of the villa was very strange, like two different worlds. On one side, there were dark, windowless walls adorned with moons, suns, stars, and some bizarre patterns.

On the other side, colorful paintings filled the space with vitality and a sense of joy. The two styles starkly represented different worlds.

This man, it seemed, wasn’t an artist—he was a perverted perfectionist!

Ella had just gotten off the plane, and her body felt completely cold, as if frozen. But as soon as she stepped into the hall, the warmth of the heating system hit her, though she still couldn’t stop herself from shivering slightly.

She had arrived! But where was Elias?

Her heart sank as she scanned the entrance and the main hall, but she didn’t see anything belonging to a child. That meant... maybe Elias wasn’t here?

Even if he wasn’t, this man would definitely know where Elias was!

"Ah, my little darling, you’ve finally arrived?" The man chuckled lightly. He appeared to be from Country Y, with light blue eyes and Western features, not from Country W, but Y country.

His accent in Country W was perfect. Ella frowned slightly. "Hello, sir. I’m here to find my son. I hope we can get straight to the point. Please, give me some information about Elias."

Ella walked forward, forcing herself to stay composed despite the trembling in her heart. She walked calmly up to the man.

The man leered at her body greedily.

Ella’s face darkened with extreme coldness. "Sir, I’m Ella. And you are...?"

The man kept smiling, his eyes full of amusement, while the woman beside him giggled. "Miss, are you in the service industry? Do you really need to take this so seriously?"

What did that mean?

Ella furrowed her brows, not fully understanding what they were implying.

The man stood up. "So, you’re Ella, Miss Davis. My friend told me you’re quite the character. No matter what role you play, you perform it flawlessly. I can see it now!"

"Miss Davis, my name’s Charlie. It’s a pleasure to meet you."

He reached out to put his arm around Ella’s shoulder. Ella suddenly flinched like a cat with its fur raised and violently shook his hand off.

"What did your friend tell you?" Ella demanded sharply. "Mr. Charlie, get this clear—I’m not a prostitute! I’m Ella, wife of Country SEric. My son Elias was kidnapped, and they’re demanding that I come here if I want to see him—so he won’t be hurt. He’s only three years old! If your friend didn’t tell you this, you’ve been played. If the police trace this location, you won’t escape the suspicion of being involved in the kidnapping!"

Ella said coldly, her face devoid of any humor. Charlie and the woman exchanged a glance and smiled even more brightly. "Oh, Miss, you’re really something! You’re playing the part so well. My friend said you really nailed the role of a mother who’s lost her child..."

"Shut up!" Ella snapped coldly. "You’ve been deceived. If you don’t believe me, go online and check my information. I guarantee you’ll see the truth."

The kidnapping of Elias had long been reported by the media, especially since it happened right in front of the zoo. Ella’s family of four was particularly eye-catching, and many people recognized them as soon as they appeared.

Charlie chuckled, his eyes full of twisted excitement. "J said you’re a fun woman, and you really are... it feels so real!"

The woman nodded. "I didn’t know the service industry had role-playing now. Why didn’t anyone tell me?"

From their words, Ella quickly understood—they actually thought she was a prostitute!

Damn it!

That J person must be Mason!

"Darling, what game do you want to play next? I’m so bored," Charlie said, stepping closer, his greedy and lecherous gaze making Ella’s heart race with fear.

The bodyguards stepped forward, positioning themselves behind her.

"But... Miss Davis’s face is turning purple from the cold. Mina, take Miss Davis upstairs and let her take a warm bath," Charlie instructed the woman.

A storm brewed in Ella’s eyes.

Since she was already here, escape was no longer an option. This man might not be the mastermind behind Elias’s kidnapping, but he was undoubtedly connected to whoever was.

She needed to find a way to get information about Elias from him. Mason wouldn’t really send her here just to let this man violate her.

Although Charlie’s gaze was filled with desire, he hadn’t made a move on her yet.

This man might be severely obsessive-compulsive.

Ella followed Mina upstairs, her expression still cold.

As they ascended the stairs, Mina spoke with a laugh. "I’ve seen plenty of women from the red-light districts, but our Mr. Charlie only likes women with bold personalities. However... if you’re unwilling, he won’t force you. He’ll wait until you’re willing to give him a romantic night."

Ella sneered. Just as she had guessed, Charlie wasn’t just obsessive-compulsive—he likely had a cleanliness fetish as well. From the moment she walked in, she’d noticed multiple maids constantly polishing the glass doors at the entrance.

This man wasn’t just a clean freak; he had a knack for tormenting others.

"Mr. Charlie is also a germaphobe..." Mina continued chatting enthusiastically about Charlie’s traits. Once Ella entered the guest room, she shut the door firmly and locked it, ensuring the man couldn’t come in.

Mina frowned slightly. "This Miss Davis is quite unfriendly."

Ella surveyed the guest room.

The room was meticulously clean and decorated in cool tones: blue sheets and blankets, dark teal curtains, and light blue wallpaper. It was clear this room had once been occupied by a man.

Her gaze fell upon a small knife lying on the desk.

Her eyes lit up immediately.

In an emergency, she would need a weapon.

Ella rushed over, carefully tucked the knife into her pocket, and then hurried into the bathroom, shivering. She turned on the warm water.

After soaking in a hot bath and having something to eat, she would have the energy to deal with that man.

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Four hours earlier.

At the Nelson estate in Country S.

Eric woke up to find that the woman beside him was gone.

He didn’t panic, assuming Ella had simply gone to the bathroom. But when he instinctively glanced toward the bathroom, he saw that the door was still open.

Had she gone to the bathroom and forgotten to close the door?

Eric immediately got out of bed and rushed over, not even bothering to put on his shoes. He thought he would see Ella standing inside, bathed in sunlight as she freshened up, her hair tied back...

But the bathroom was empty.

Eric thought she might have woken up early and gone outside to play with Dorian. But then he recalled the conversation they had the night before and the faintly unusual expression on her face.

At the time, he hadn’t thought much of it, assuming Ella had simply come to terms with something.