Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1896: Unexpected Changes

Chapter 1896: Unexpected Changes

Aaron immediately contacted Luther, "Mr. Warner, Anderson detected changes in the school's security

system. Have you received any abnormal reports from your end?"

Luther replied over the phone, "No. I have real-time monitoring here and have not detected anything

unusual."

Anderson then grabbed the phone, "Dad, here's the situation: I left a backdoor in the school's security

system, but I can't access it now. It definitely means that there's a hacker operating in the background,

patching up the loophole I set before. If your end shows no abnormalities, it's highly likely just an

illusion. In other words, the other party has created a different interface to make you think there's been

no change, but in reality, it's already been altered. I just suspect this, I don't have evidence, but I think

the likelihood is high. It's going to be unexpected if nothing unexpected happens!"

Luther reassured, "Anderson, don't worry. I'm sending people over now. I'll have Aaron take you near

the school. But under no circumstances should you enter the school on your own. You can try to

remotely control within the vicinity of the school. Pay attention to your safety, understood? Leave the

rest to the adults."

"Got it, Dad."

Anderson handed the phone back to Aaron.

Aaron immediately responded, "Mr. Warner, what should I do next?"

"You drive Anderson back to a location within a one-mile radius of the school and find a suitable safe

place to stay put. I'm sending someone to the school to gather information. You don't need to contact

Joyce anymore; I'll call her now," Luther instructed. "Take care of Anderson, and remember, there can

be no mishaps. If there's any danger, retreat immediately."

"Understood. Mr. Warner, please rest assured," Aaron said before hanging up the phone.

He swiftly turned the car around and headed back in the direction they came from.

Meanwhile, inside the school, Kiki was still drawing, with Westbrook by her side, occasionally feeding

her snacks, at times helping with a cloth, and sometimes passing her a pen, thoroughly enjoying

themselves.

In the winter, darkness fell early. The visibility outside the window was already quite low, a gloomy haze

enveloping everything around. The lights in the classroom had been on for a while, making it seem like

daytime.

Suddenly, without any warning, all the lights went out simultaneously.

The classroom was left in complete darkness.

Kiki had always been afraid of the dark. She froze for a moment, and the paintbrush in her hand fell to

the ground with a soft "clatter."

"What's happening? Who turned off the lights! Turn them on quickly," her voice trembled slightly.

In fact, Westbrook was also very afraid of the dark, especially after the last time he was pranked by

Anderson, with the lights flickering on and off; it really scared him. Now, the lights had suddenly gone

out again, and his first reaction was that Anderson was up to something.

He cursed, "Damn Anderson, if he's pranking me again, fine. But Kiki is still here, what's he playing at?"

He groped his way up, intending to find the light switch.

Suddenly, Kiki grabbed him, "Don't go, I'm scared."

Westbrook was in a dilemma, "If I don't go, how can I turn on the lights?"

He patted Kiki's arm, his own voice trembling, and tried to comfort her, "Kiki, don't be afraid, I'm here."

In front of the beauty, he had no choice but to put on a brave face.

"I don't care, you're not allowed to go," Kiki held onto Westbrook tightly.

Westbrook was even more helpless. What should he do now? He couldn't go turn on the lights, and

they were both afraid of the dark.

"Alright, alright, I won't go. No one turned off the lights, maybe there's a power outage. Perhaps the

power will come back on soon. Actually, it's useless for me to go find the switch," he comforted himself

and Kiki.

Kiki held onto Westbrook's fingers, which were trembling non-stop, then she started to sob.

"Sob, I hate the dark the most. When will the power come back on?"

In the darkness, Westbrook comforted Kiki, "Don't be afraid, it's all because of that jerk Anderson. He

did the same thing to me last time, and now he's doing it again."

"Sob, no, Anderson wouldn't do that. It can't be him. Don't talk nonsense, stop blaming others," Kiki's

crying grew louder.

"Alright, alright, I'll be quiet," Westbrook stopped accusing Anderson. But who else besides Anderson

would do this?

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor.

Hearing the sound of multiple people's footsteps, Westbrook's heart leaped, "Perhaps it's the teacher NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

coming."

He shouted, "Teacher, there are people here. We're here!"

Kiki's heart was also filled with hope; after all, they were just children, and at this moment, they could

only rely on adults.

As the beam of a flashlight shone in, both Kiki and Westbrook instinctively shielded their eyes from the

blinding light.

"Teacher, please don't shine the light in my eyes, I can't open them, it's very uncomfortable," Westbrook

complained.

As he spoke, he suddenly felt someone coming forward, grabbing his arm with great force, causing him

pain.

"Ouch, be gentle, what are you doing?" he cried out.

At the same time, Kiki screamed, "Who are you? Let me go! Let me go!"

Westbrook was shocked. Could it be that the person who had come wasn't the teacher, but a bad

person? He had experienced being kidnapped before, so he knew that feeling very well. Suddenly, he

had a bad premonition.

He yelled, "Someone help! Help! There's someone grabbing a child here! Help, help!"

As he shouted, he felt someone sticking duct tape over his mouth, rendering him unable to make a

sound. Then his hands were bound behind his back.

By the light of the flashlight, he could see that Kiki was also bound, with tape over her mouth as well.

They were both captured.

Kiki couldn't make a sound, tears streaming from her beautiful eyes, showing her fear.

Westbrook kicked and struggled, wanting to go and save Kiki, but it was in vain. How could a child's

strength possibly match that of an adult? But he was unwilling to give up. He kicked and pushed, and

his legs hit the chest of the person holding Kiki.

The person grunted and loosened their grip on Kiki.

But suddenly, with a thud, Westbrook felt a blow to his back, and he blacked out instantly, losing

consciousness.

Kiki watched as they were taken away by the dark-clothed figures, dragged to the back door of the

school.

One of the dark-clothed figures tossed them into a black van. The vehicle started up and drove off into

the distance.

She had never experienced anything so terrifying in her life. She fainted directly on the floor of the van,

losing consciousness completely.

The dark-clothed figure made a call, reporting, "Miss, the people you wanted to capture, it's done."