Part 3The Kidnappers Wanted $50 Million for Each of Us. My Ex Chose Her.

"Wait, won't there be a medical examiner taking pictures?"

I frantically shook my head, trying to get my bangs to fall perfectly to make my face look smaller, while squeezing out two tears for good measure.

"Then my crime scene photo has to be absolutely stunning! It needs to go viral!"

In that moment, the air grew so quiet it felt like time had stopped.

But only I knew that those two tears weren't forced.

Inside, I was crying a river.

Sob sob sob, they aren't actually going to kill me, are they?

Julian tried bargaining with me again, and even the kidnapper tried to reason with me:

"Miss, $50 million really isn't a small amount. That's A-list treatment right there. It's very respectful. You're a D-list actress asking for $100 million? That's extortion on a cosmic level. I've been in this business a long time, trust me."

I held my head high like a proud rooster, refusing to budge a single cent.

Feeling helpless, Julian finally left with Chloe.