Jeremy, Lucas, and Sunny followed Corinne out of the car. They had no idea what her intentions were, so they silently stuck close to her. These kinds of stores typically have rm systems in ce.


    Corinne walked up to the fast-food restaurant''s entrance, giving the rolling shutter door a powerful kick. She put enough force into it to break it.


    The rm finally went off, creating quite a racket and drawing the attention of passersby.This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    ''What the hell? Are those people in the fancy cars seriously tearing down someone''s shutter door?'' they wondered in bewilderment.


    The trio''smanding presence around Corinne deterred many spectators from approaching to witness the unfolding scene.


    Before long, the ring rm summoned the store owner, a middle-aged man who brought his wife with him.


    "Who are you guys? Why are you smashing my door? What do you want?" The store owner approached fiercely, but in the face of the three formidable men beside Corinne, he seemed diminutive.


    The store owner''s wife was somewhat frightened. She kept her distance and warned them with her hands on her hips, "Don''t stir up trouble! We''ve already called the police. How dare you guys attempt robbery so brazenly. Have you no sense of shame at all?"


    Corinne approached the store owner and bowed apologetically. "I''m really sorry about the door. I had no other choice. I needed to speak with you, but your shop was closed. It was the only way to get your attention quickly. We''ll make sure topensate you tenfold for the damage afterward."


    The middle-aged woman, observing the situation, moved a bit closer to her husband. She gave Corinne an odd look and asked, "What do you want from us? We don''t know you. You don''t exactly strike us as a trustworthy person, so don''t think we''ll fall for your lies! I mean, who in their right mind approaches people like this? Our contact number is right there on the door, yet you choose to break in!"


    Corinne once again bowed towards the middle-aged woman, saying, "I know this isn''t right, and I''m really sorry! But I''m just in a hurry... Ma''am, my son has been kidnapped, and I need any information about the kidnappers that you and your husband might have. Please, can you help me? My son is only five years old!"


    The mention of a child instantly created a connection between the two women. The store owner''s wife noticed Corinne''s eyes were red and swollen from crying, causing her to lower her guard slightly. "Youngdy, what does your son''s kidnapping have to do with us? We''re just regr folks running a legitimate business, so we don''t know anything about kidnappers!"


    "I know! I''m not suspecting that you two know the kidnappers. It''s just that there was a girl around my age who used to work for you, and she may be involved in my son''s kidnapping. Can you please tell me how to contact her?"


    The middle-aged couple exchanged nces before turning to look at Corinne again.


    "Miss, it''s not that we don''t want to help you. It''s just that we often hire temporary workers, and most of them don''t leave any contact details. They''re usually students on break or people facing difficulties and in urgent need of money. Which girl are you talking about? Most of the temporary workers we hire here are girls," said the store owner''s wife.


    "She''s about my height and build, and she goes by the name Anya, but it''s possible that she''s using a fake name! Take a look at me; she could look a bit like me!" replied Corinne.


    The store owner''s wife stepped closer, examining Corinne''s face carefully. After a moment of thought, she said, "Oh, right! There was a girl named ''An'' who worked here for a few days recently. I ended up letting her go. She didn''t stay long, and she didn''t leave any contact information. I''m sorry, but we really can''t be of much help."


    Corinne''s eyes dimmed with disappointment, but she was not ready to give up. "Could you please think again? Did she drop any other hints? I''m really worried about my son!"


    Witnessing Corinne''s anguish over her child, the store owner''s wife could not help but feel a pang of sympathy. "Oh! What''s your rtionship with her? Why would she kidnap your son? I really want to assist you, but I don''t have her contact details or address. The reason I let her go was because I found out she was trying to seduce my husband... Oh, wait!"