Call the Police

There was nothing money couldn't buy. People used to say money couldn't buy happiness or love. The same people saying that would rather cry in a sports car than on a bike. 

Happiness was a luxury that couldn't be afforded, by the rich or the poor. Love wasn't something that could feed the stomach or cure disease. What was the point of chasing happiness if it was only momentary? Money was forever.

"Someone call this police, this man is a child kidnapper!" Lina cried out, but to no avail.

All the nurses and doctors glanced away at her protests. Her voice was hoarse from screaming, but there were no visible injuries on her body. In fact, the heiress was dressed in designer clothes so expensive that the brand wasn't imprinted on the materials. 

"C-Chairman DeHaven!"