Chapter 97
Ace
The memories of kindergarten flashed through my mind.
"I was a happy-go-lucky kid back then, blissfully unaware that something called evil existed in the world. Privileged, the apple of my parents' eyes, a carefree three-year-old—Ace."
Bella snuggled closer, tracing lazy circles on my chest with her finger. "But then one day, this happy-go-lucky kid got a taste of the world's evil," I said, and her finger paused.
I smiled, trying to lighten the mood. "I got kidn*pped. It was a planned k********g, something to do with a business deal my dad snatched from another business rival. They decided to make him pay by taking me. Long story short, I was snatched, blindfolded, my hands tied tightly with ropes. Hungry, crying, terrified—three-year-old Ace."
Bella sat up, clutching
