Love Comes To Me
Chapter 282: Mummy won't lie to you

The grass around her grew taller than a man, just enough to conceal her figure in it.

Step by step she gently approached the large banyan tree.

Getting closer.

Through the gaps between the weeds, one can faintly see a man standing under the banyan tree.

A long, upright figure.

The familiarity of the sensation hits you.

Her eyes watered and she subconsciously bit her lip as her gaze locked on the figure.

It's Hector Rogers.

Hector Rogers, sensing a gaze on him, turned his head, his stern gaze sweeping over the taller-than-human grass.

Eloise Thompson hurriedly tiptoed down to crouch her body.

Not finding anything out of the ordinary, Hector Rogers withdrew his gaze.

Whew!

Eloise Thompson breathed a long sigh of relief.

Just then, a cockney voice rang out.

"Mr Hector of Rogers Group certainly has the gumption to come alone to an appointment."

Eloise Thompson was startled and rushed to look up.

Four men, dressed in a smart way, were seen walking towards Hector Rogers.

Those would be the kidnappers.

So is Solomon here too?

She glanced behind the four men and did not see Solomon.

That is, the four men came on their own and didn't bring Solomon at all.

"Where's the baby?"

When he met the kidnappers, the first thing Hector Rogers asked was also about the children.

The one at the head of the four men asked with a smirk, "Where's the money?"

There was a flash of something under Hector Rogers' eyes, quick, too quick to catch.

He took a card out of his pocket, "There's 200 million on this card."

As soon as they heard the figure of 200 million, the four kidnappers' eyes lit up. Hair!

They've really made a fortune!

With the 200 million, they can do whatever they want.

"Throw it over." The man at the head of the group shouted.

Hector Rogers cupped the card into his hand, looked at them with a cold gaze and said, "I want to see the child first."

"The child is healthy and safe, and I will hand it over if you give me the money."

"No! I want to see the baby first."

The kidnapper was furious, "Why are you so stubborn? I've said pay first and I'll give you back the baby."

Hector Rogers sneered, "You said on the phone that you would pay with one hand and deliver with the other, but now I won't give you the money until I see that the child is safe and sound." "You!" The man at the head of the group was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

"Brother, why don't I go and bring the child here?" One of the kidnappers suggested.

"You're stupid!" The kidnapper, who was called Big Brother, slapped him on the head and scolded, "You gave him the baby, in case he calls the police, then we won't all ..."

The older brother made a wiping motion and several others subconsciously covered their necks and stopped talking about bringing the children over. Bringing your child here?

Eloise Thompson frowned, does that mean the child is around here.

She looked at Hector Rogers and the kidnappers, then gently moved in the direction they had come from.

If Solomon was in the area, then she would find a way to get him out.

I don't know whether to call her lucky or what, but she did find Solomon's silhouette.

Just about a hundred metres from the big banyan tree.

Solomon was tied to a rock and gagged, but looked unusually calm, not at all like a five-year-old.

Sure enough, it's Hector Rogers' kid.

It's really impressive to be able to keep from crying under these circumstances.

"Solomon, Solomon..." she whispered.

Faintly hearing someone calling out for himself, Solomon looked around and eventually spotted Eloise Thompson in a patch of grass. Solomon got all excited, "Uh-huh... uh-huh..."

Naive's mouth was gagged and no sound could come out.

Mummy, it's Mummy!

Solomon's eyes flooded with tears and his gaze was fixed on Eloise Thompson, afraid that if he blinked, she would be gone again. Seeing Solomon cry was hard on Eloise Thompson's heart too.

She looked around and saw that there was no one there.

So she ran up and, with a quick movement, untied Solomon's body and removed the cloth that had been gagged in his mouth.

"Mummy." Solomon cried, flinging himself into her arms.

"Solomon," Eloise Thompson said, her eyes red as she hugged him tightly.

I hadn't seen him for two months, and somehow I felt like I'd lost something and found it.

Eloise Thompson let go of Solomon, looked down at him, saw his little face was dirty and his clothes were torn, was distressed and said in a choked voice, "Solomon, you've suffered." Solomon pursed his lips and shook his head as tears kept falling down his face.

Eloise Thompson wiped the tears from his face and said, "Solomon, let's get out of here or we'll be in trouble if we're found out."

With that, she picked Solomon up in her arms and turned only just to leave.

A voice suddenly rang out, "Who are you? Put the child down now!"

It's the kidnappers.

Eloise Thompson didn't even dare turn her head back, clutching Solomon to her bosom and running.

As soon as the other side saw her running, they hurried after her, "Stop! You stop right there."

Eloise Thompson ran into the grass, Solomon clutching her shirt, unease written all over her little face.

With the wind whistling in her ears, Eloise Thompson felt as if there was silence all around her and all she could hear was the thumping of her heart. Soon.

"Damn it! I'll shoot if you run again!"

A warning came from the other side, but still she did not stop.

"Bang!"

A shot rang out in the air.

Hector Rogers, who was about to hand the card to the kidnapper under the banyan tree, looked aghast and withdrew his hand.

He narrowed his eyes, "What's going on here?"

Several of the kidnappers, whose faces had also changed when they heard the gunshots, now saw Hector Rogers take the card back, realised the situation and turned to run. Just then, the police officers who had been in ambush for a long time all rushed up and quickly surrounded the kidnappers.

"Hands in the air! Get down!"

The police had many people and the kidnappers only had a few. They did not dare to fight hard and had to do as they were told.

On the other side, Hector Rogers and several police officers ran towards the area where the shots had been fired.

It hurts!

Eloise Thompson was shot, but kept running forward on her feet.

When the pain hit, one couldn't help but suck in a cold breath.

Solomon, in her arms, saw that she did not look right and asked anxiously, "Mummy, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Eloise Thompson forced a smile at him through the pain.

Her feet were getting heavy and she knew she was reaching the limit of her strength and could hardly hold on.

She hugged Solomon tightly and whispered, "Solomon, when mommy puts you down, you just run forward, no matter what happens, you just run forward, okay?" "And what about you, Mummy?"

Eloise Thompson fought back the sourness in her nose and smiled, "We've arranged to meet at home, okay?"

"Good." Solomon nodded, "But don't lie to me, Mummy."

"Mummy's not lying to you."

"Bang!"

There was another shot.

Eloise Thompson's body leans forward, pupils dilated, but her grip on Solomon remains tight.