Samantha searched for a long time nearby and finally saw an abandoned warehouse.
She pushed aside the waist-high weeds and approached the outside of the warehouse, crouching in the grass to assess the situation inside.
Alexander, who had been hiding in the tree all along, heard the commotion below, thinking it might be the kidnappers returning. The small body lay flat on a thick branch, attentively observing every movement below.
Suddenly.
A familiar figure caught her eye.
Alexander thought his might be seeing things, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and confirmed that it was indeed Samantha.
Excitedly, Alexander called out, "Mommy...!"
Hearing the voice of Alexander, Samantha thought she might be overly worried, causing her to be nervous and stiff, hesitant to make any sudden movements.
Seeing that he was being ignored, the agile Alexander descended from the tree, ran to Samantha, and hugged her tightly, saying, "Mommy, I missed you so much. How did you find this place?"
The sensation in her arms was undeniably real.
Samantha was initially stunned but quickly realized the truth, tightly embracing Alexander, tears of joy streaming down her face.
"Alexander, is it really you? Am I not dreaming?"
Alexander shook his head. "It's me, Mommy, you're not dreaming."
Samantha pulled him out of her embrace, gently caressing his little face, overwhelmed with countless words she wanted to say. However, considering their current situation, she had to swallow all her words.
"It's dangerous here; let's leave first. We can talk at home."
Alexander nodded vigorously.
Samantha held his hand tightly, pushed aside the weeds, and walked towards where the car was parked.
Just as they emerged from the small grove, before they could rejoice, they saw Suzy walking towards them.
Seeing her, Suzy showed no surprise on her face, only anger. "Samantha, so it was you who kidnapped Alexander, kidnapped my son...! You despicable woman, how wicked of you."
Alexander didn't like her insulting his mommy, frowning, "You're a bad woman, I won't let you insult my mommy."
Suzy lamented. "I am your biological mother. She is a fake. She is the one who took you away, causing the separation between me and you for four years."
Alexander, excited, retorted, "You're talking nonsense. My mommy is not that kind of person."
Samantha had no inclination to contemplate why she was here.
Afraid that their argument would attract the kidnappers, she urged them to leave.
In a hushed tone, Samantha said, "Shut up. Let's leave first and talk later."
However, Suzy refused to agree. She tightly grabbed Samantha's arm, insisting, "Alexander is my son. Give him back to me, and I won't give you another chance to take him away from me."
Samantha was infuriated.
"Are you out of your mind? We can settle our grievances later. The priority now is to stay alive. Alexander just escaped from the kidnappers. Do you want him to be captured again?"
Suzy wouldn't let her go.
She intended to delay, waiting for the two kidnappers to arrive.
Otherwise, how could her plan proceed?
"Don't think I don't know. This is all your self-directed drama! I won't let you touch my son again."
Saying this, she attempted to grab Alexander.
Alexander, not liking her, kicked her fiercely.
"Get away from me. You're not my mommy. My mommy is Samantha..."
This powerful kick left Suzy's lower leg bruised. She winced in pain, seething with hatred towards Alexander.
If the circumstances allowed, she would have loved to strangle this little brat.
Truly as detestable as her biological mother.
Samantha, worried, hesitated to return Alexander to Suzy.
Both sides were unwilling to give in.
A tug of war ensued.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the distance.
Suzy knew that the kidnappers had returned and felt a sense of relief.
Samantha's heart was in her throat. She said to Suzy, "The kidnappers are coming. Let's leave together. We can discuss everything once we're out of danger."
As she spoke, the two kidnappers, the slender guy, and the stout man had already approached.
Suzy signaled to them.
Samantha inwardly thought it was not good.
She immediately shielded Alexander behind her.
The chubby man looked at Samantha, expressionless, and said, "What's the meaning of this? You had us kidnap him, and now you're rescuing him?"
This statement undoubtedly confirmed Samantha's guilt.
Samantha was momentarily stunned but quickly reacted, "Are you trying to divert attention? You want to catch a thief by shouting 'thief'?"
Afraid that Alexander might misunderstand, she immediately looked at him, "Alexander, please don't believe them. How could I let someone kidnap you?"
Alexander clung tightly to her, saying, "Mommy, don't worry, I will never doubt you."
Samantha was deeply moved. She looked at the kidnappers and coldly said, "I've already called the police. If you don't want to be caught, leave now."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was suddenly commotion behind them.
Seeing the situation turning unfavorable, the kidnappers ran away.
Samantha breathed a sigh of relief, holding Alexander tightly in her arms, experiencing for the first time what it meant to have a narrow escape.
A line of black SUVs approached grandiosely.
They parked beside Samantha's BMW.
A group of black-clad bodyguards orderly opened the doors and got out, forming an impenetrable barrier around them.
Ethan descended from the lead SUV.
A tall figure approached in the wind.
The moment Alexander saw him, his eyes lit up. He ran excitedly over, hugging his legs, "Daddy, you finally came. You almost couldn't see me forever."
Seeing the little figure in front of him, Ethan felt an indescribable emotion.
It was a different feeling from before.
Previously, he thought Alexander was Noah, and although he cherished the boy, there was no emotional fluctuation.
But now, the one in his arms was his other son. A son with the exact same appearance as Noah but a completely opposite personality.
They were still a pair of twins.
He felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.
Ethan crouched down, gently cupped Alexander's face, and asked with a trembling voice, "Are you... Are you Alexander?"
Alexander nodded, "My name is Alexander Miller, nicknamed Alex."
Remembering the name 'Justin Alexander,' a sharp glint flashed in Ethan's eyes. He tried to suppress the displeasure in his heart, smiling, "You are my son. Come home with me, okay?"
The joy on Alexander's face disappeared instantly upon hearing this sentence. He stepped back, walked to Samantha's side, looked at Ethan vigilantly, and shook his head firmly, "I don't want to. I want to be with Mommy."
At this statement, Ethan's handsome face darkened, "You are the heir of the Steele family and should return to the Steele family."
Alexander puffed up his cheeks, tilted his head, showing a non-negotiable stance, "I don't want to be the heir of the Steele family. I just want my mommy."
Seeing him willing to give up wealth and status for herself, Samantha was moved beyond words.
Ethan had anticipated that Alexander wouldn't easily go with him.
To avoid leaving a bad impression on Alexander, he didn't forcefully take him back.
At this moment, Suzy walked over, gripping Alexander's wrist, "No, she is with the kidnapper. It's too dangerous to follow her. You must go with me or your father."
Alexander disliked Suzy. Despite knowing she was his biological mother, he kicked her leg fiercely.
"You bad woman, don't touch me...!"
Suzy was infuriated but dared not show it.
At that moment, five luxurious sedans sped over, stopping beside the black SUV.
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