Left at the Altar with His Triplets: The Billionaire Begs for Forgiveness - Chapter 81: Chapter 81

I stared intently at the license plate, quickly memorized it, and sent it to the man I'd just called.
The police also realized this wasn't an ordinary kidnapping and immediately began investigating the car.
But the police investigation results made my heart sink - the license plate was fake and completely untraceable.
At this moment, my phone rang with a reply message from Dominic.
The message contained a location.
I immediately sent the location to the police: "This car is right here."
The police looked at me in shock. They hadn't found any leads yet, but I already had the location.
In less than three minutes - just how powerful was this capability?
"Quick, take people and pursue according to this location."
After sharing the location, I immediately rushed out myself.
"Paisley, where are you going?" Clara exclaimed.
"Please help me take Rowan and Callum home first. I'm going to find Elodie."
"Paisley! Paisley!" Clara urgently called me, but I was already sprinting outside, with only one thought in mind - rescue my child.
Third Person Perspective
Clara couldn't stop Paisley and was extremely anxious.
What to do now?
This was too dangerous.
Paisley still had a fever and was sick this morning.
Going to find Elodie like this, what if something happened?
Clara had just seen that the person messaging Paisley was Dominic, meaning she hadn't contacted Arnold.
Clara bit her lip. Regarding Arnold, Paisley still had certain reservations.
Between Arnold and Dominic, she obviously trusted the latter more.
Clara had indeed witnessed the capabilities of this mysterious man Dominic.
She remembered an auction in England when Paisley was there. Someone caused trouble, demanding Paisley remove her mask, even throwing down ten million. If Paisley didn't comply, she couldn't get off stage.
At that time, Paisley had become famous with one auction, plus her title as the most mysterious chief auctioneer. She was very popular online. If she showed her face, Arnold would definitely discover her.
So she absolutely couldn't reveal herself.
But the other party was exceptionally stubborn.
That's when Dominic appeared. This man did nothing except walk out and sit down, casually saying "continue."
The entire venue fell silent.
After that, no one in England dared joke about Paisley again.
Clara knew then that this man behind Paisley had extraordinary capabilities.
But at this moment, Clara felt that more people meant more help. Paisley had reservations about contacting Arnold, but she didn't.
Clara found Arnold's number and called.
She called twice without getting through.
Clara then used the phone card Paisley had left with her to call.
Soon, the call connected.
The man seemed in a bad mood, his voice heavy: "Hello."
"Mr. Cavendish, I'm Elodie's mother. I'm sorry to disturb you now, but I don't know anyone else here, so I can only ask for your help."
"What's wrong?"
"Elodie... Elodie is missing. The police have confirmed that Elodie has been kidnapped."
"Elodie has been kidnapped?"
Arnold's voice was obviously more tense.
"Yes, I don't know what to do now. I know you have the capability. Could you please help me find the child?"
"How far has the investigation progressed?"
Arnold didn't ask other questions, immediately focusing on the key issue.
"We've already traced the location of those who kidnapped Elodie."
"Send me the location."
"Okay."
Arnold's narrow brows furrowed tightly as he stood up, quickly walking out of his office, instructing Neil to organize people for the search.
"Arnold!" Victoria came over just as Arnold was about to leave.
She hurried to follow: "Arnold, where are you going?"
The elevator opened, and Arnold quickly entered: "Elodie has been kidnapped."
Victoria's eyes flickered, her lips twitching as she followed Arnold: "Elodie? That little child you found before - how could she be kidnapped?"
"I don't know."
Arnold didn't pause.
"Then how did you know this child was kidnapped?" Victoria continued probing.
The elevator opened, and Arnold walked out taking two steps at a time: "Her mother contacted me."
Her mother?
Paisley?
No, that wasn't right. If it were Paisley, Arnold would definitely say "Paisley" rather than "her mother."
But that wasn't the most important thing. Most importantly, Victoria hadn't expected Arnold to know so quickly.
And he was rushing to save that brat.
Did he care this much?
If Arnold cared, then she definitely couldn't be allowed to stay.
Victoria bit her lip, watching Arnold leave. Her eyes were full of cold malice as she took out her phone and dialed. The call was quickly answered: "Has that brat been dealt with?"
"Miss Hayes, rest assured. We're doing everything according to your requirements. Just prepare the money."
Victoria: "Good. Remember, no matter what, I don't want to see that brat again..."
Just as she finished speaking, from behind...
"Miss Hayes."
Victoria was startled and turned to see Neil.
Victoria looked at him with a pale face: "You... didn't you go with Arnold?"