Chapter 310
Though advanced in years, the woman’s mind remained sharp.
She had already made up her mind. All she had to do now was blame the man in front of her.
She would say that this man was a kidnapper and had planned it all out with his accomplice.
One deliberately bumped into her and held her up in an argument, even snatching her phone to distract her, while the other seized the opportunity to snatch her grandson away in chaos.
This way, she would become the victim.
The kidnappers‘ methods were just too sophisticated, too well–planned. That’s why they succeeded in taking her grandson ©and even robbed her phone in the process.
It wasn’t because she had picked a fight and neglected her grandson, letting him wander off.
e was an elder!
The woman was well aware of her actions, and she knew that she was looking for trouble. But so what? She was
She had said from the beginning that if the young man apologized to her, the matter would be over.
But the young man refused to apologize, so all this happened, and indirectly led to her eldest grandson getting lost.
In the end, it was all the young man’s fault!
Having thoroughly convinced herself, the woman grew even more self–righteous.
Clutching the kind lady’s phone, her eyes red with fury, her wrinkled face twisted in rage as she pointed at Grave.
“You kidnapper! Give me back my grandson right now!”
No one could follow her logic, nor could Grave.
He stared at her impassively, the anger he had suppressed earlier flickering back to life.
When he didn’t react, the woman became even more incensed. Without a second thought, she hurled the phone straight at him, screaming, “I’ll kill you, you kidnapper”
The phone’s owner, a kind–hearted lady, felt a wave of dizziness and cried out in distress, “That’s my phone!”
Her phone was thrown, but it didn’t fall to the ground. Grave reached out and caught it effortlessly.
He didn’t even look at it and tossed it to the lady running over.
He threw it steadily, right into her arms.
After getting her phone back, the lady held it tightly in her hands, her heart filled with relief, and repeatedly thanked Grave.
“Thank you, thank you…”
The onlookers didn’t miss this dramatic moment either. Despite the tense atmosphere, the elderly men couldn’t help but marvel
“Nice catch, young man!”
“Perfect throw!!
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A who had just happened, more people spoke up for Grave,
After all, iuge lost a plour and the other picked it up. The contrast was too clear.
The crowd turned their criticism toward the woman, condemning her irresponsible behavior.
stead of calling the police to find your missing grandson, you’re wasting time here arel alienating those trying to help? You’re the real kidnapper here! That child probably isn’t even your grandson. You must have stolen him!”
Forged by these accusations, the woman lunged at the speaker, screaming, “Shut up! He is my grandson!”
The moment she pounced on him, fortunately, there were many people around the man, and each one pushed the woman away with one hand.
“Don’t mind hert Call the police?”
The crowd showed more genuine concern for the child than the
someone dialed 911, the woman attacked like a wild animal, desperately trying to snatch the phone with violent tugs.
No police Who said you could call the police?”
Even strangers were enraged by this.
Some even began to question her identity.
“She keeps yelling about kidnappers but won’t let anyone call the police.”
“I don’t think she is the child’s grandmother at all. What kind of grandmother doesn’t care about her grandson?”
I suspect she is the real kidnapper”
This statement resonated with everyone around; the woman’s strange behavior was too abnormal.
Her grandson was missing, yet instead of calling the police, she falsely accused others.
They were just passersby, unaware of who the real kidnapper was, so they analyzed the situation based on what they had witnessed
Whoever refused to call the police was the kidnapper!
The woman panicked as everyone started accusing her.
She had no time to look for trouble with Grave now, because there were many cellphones pointing at her.
Afraid that her matter would be exposed and ridiculed by everyone, the woman quickly covered her face with her hands. her arrogance gone.
“Stop filming me! All of you stop filming right now!”
No one listened, and everyone continued to point their phones at her.
The woman w was now experiencing exactly what she’d inflicted on others earlier.
For the first time, she understood Grave’s impulse to throw her phone away
She desperately wanted to snatch all these recording devices and hurt them into the river!
Just then, someone in the crowd shouted, “I’ve already called the police. They’ll be here soon!”
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It was almost the New Year, and this was the Strate City, so they had to be extra careful.
So no matter how the woman tried to stop them, they had to call the police.
If this really was a kidnapping case, their children could be in danger too.
Therefore, more than one person called the police.
Hearing this, the woman broke down.
She could already envision her son’s furious reaction when he learned the truth, how he might send her straight to a nursing home in anger
Terrified, she shuddered violently before lunging at Grave in desperation, blaming everything on him.
“It’s all your fault!
“You heartless kidnapper, give me back my grandson!
“I’ll beat you to death! I’ll beat you to death! Then my grandson will come back!
Seeing her rushing over, yelling and screaming, Grave frowned.
People like her only knew how to bully others and shift blame; she was better off dead than alive.
He stood still, lifted Yvonne in his arms, and looked at her blank, delicate face seriously.
“Look at me,” he said.
Yvonne was extremely obedient, and her voice was sweet and tender. Although she didn’t understand why she was pushed down and then lified up, she still spoke in a sweet voice.
“I’m looking!”
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