Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie) novel Chapter 828

Chapter 828 

Breaking this ring off? Yeah, no. First, I had zero tools. Second, any noise would have Cole barging in faster than I could say “busted.” 

Hayden had called this a data sync device, which meant it could send info wirelessly. So maybe my phone could pick up the signal? Worth a shot. 

I grabbed my phone, opened the wireless settings, and bingo–there it was: qqbb522. The last three digits? My birthday. I didn’t even try to figure out what the letters meant. I just connected it immediately. 

When it asked for a password, I remembered the debit card pin Hayden gave me ages ago and added my birthdate digits at the end. 

My heart was pounding as the screen showed: Connecting… 

And then–connected! 

My blood practically fizzed with excitement. But before I could celebrate, my phone went haywire. The screen flashed like it had caught a virus, apps opening and closing on their own. Then, it went totally black. 

1 froze. 

Great, had it been hacked? 

Panicking, I tapped the screen. Then fireworks lit up the screen, colorful and bright. 

And right in the middle, words appeared: 

[Silly girl, you made me wait far too long.] 

My eyes instantly welled up. I just stared, too scared to even blink, like the message might vanish if I looked away. 

Then, just as I hoped, another message appeared: 

[Give the ring to someone you trust most and have them hand it over to the police. If all goes well, we’ll see each other next week.] 

I was so tense and excited I could barely breathe. My eyes stayed glued to the screen, waiting for more information to come through. 

Then–bam! A knock on the door. I jumped like I’d been caught stealing cookies. I scrambled to hide the phone and ducked under the blanket. 

“Who is it?” I croaked, trying to sound chill. 

“It’s me, Yara.” 

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Chapter 828 

Relief washed over me. “I’m already in bed. What do you want?” 

“Open the door.” 

The last thing I wanted was to deal with her now. All I cared about was soaking up every second of Hayden’s message. Even if I couldn’t respond, I didn’t want the moment to end. 

Ignoring her, I grabbed my phone again. But the screen was already back to its regular home page. 

Panic set in. I frantically tapped and tried to reconnect, but all I got was “Connection lost.” It was gone. 

Hayden must’ve cut the signal to keep things secure. 

Thanks a lot, Yara. And yet, she kept knocking. Irritated, I threw off the blanket, stomped to the door, and flung it open. 

“What do you want? I’m trying to sleep!” I snapped. 

She held out a glass of milk. “This is for you. Milk’s good for pregnant women–calcium, better sleep, the whole deal.”