Entangled with His Best Friend Novel – On the day Salma Gibson was kidnapped, her fiancé was marrying his first love. The phone rang several times before Tyson McMillan answered with a deep voice, “What do you want?” Salma trembled in fear. “Tyson, I… I’ve been kidnapped. They’re demanding five million dollars. Can you … come rescue me?” A pause came from Tyson’s end.
His voice turned even colder. “Salma, I told you Sylvia is sick. This wedding is her final wish. Stop making trouble!” So, their wedding was today… Sylvia Clayton was Tyson’s first love. But she was terminally ill. Her last wish was to hold a wedding with Tyson, the man she loved. When Salma first learned Tyson agreed, she protested fiercely. Now she shook her head frantically. “I’m not making a fuss this time… Please believe me!” Tyson’s voice held no warmth, only icy detachment. “Salma, you’ll still be Mrs. McMillan.
Why can’t you understand? My patience has limits. You’ve crossed the line.” “Tyson, don’t you care if I live or die?” Salma clenched her teeth. “If you don’t come to rescue me, we’re through!” Tyson frowned, thinking, “Is she threatening me with a breakup again? Salma, why can’t you just knock it off?” His patience had run out. The kidnapper impatiently snatched the phone away. “Mr. McMillan, you don’t seem to care about this woman. Five million dollars is pocket change to you.
Pay up or not!” In the church, Tyson stood tall in his pristine white suit, phone in hand. Sylvia faced him in her wedding dress as ocean breezes swept through the open doors. The moved audience watched the beautiful ceremony unfold below. Tyson responded coldly, “No.” The kidnapper was stunned. They should have kidnapped Tyson’s first love instead. She’d have been worth more! Sylvia’s fragile voice came through the phone, “Tyson, I’m truly grateful you fulfilled my final dream with this wedding.
Even if it’s just pretend, these memories will last me a lifetime. But if Salma resorted to kidnapping to keep you away… maybe we should call this off.” “Sylvia, I promised you, and I’ll see it through.” Frustrated, the kidnapper threatened, “Tyson, aren’t you worried we’ll sell your beautiful fiancée?” “Do whatever you want,” Tyson said disdainfully. “That would solve my problem.” Hearing this, Salma forced back her tears.
For five years she’d devoted herself to Tyson, loving him unconditionally, indulging his every whim, believing she’d finally win him over. Yet the moment Sylvia returned ill from abroad, all her efforts were in vain. Now came the cruelest joke: Tyson was giving Sylvia the grand wedding Salma had always wanted. The kidnapper bared his teeth in a grin when he heard Tyson’s words. “Alright, if you say so, don’t blame us!” He ended the call immediately.
The kidnapper had long been tormented by Salma’s innocent allure. With a wicked chuckle, he said, “Ms. Gibson, there’s no way around it. Blame your fiancé. He’s forcing our hand here.” He shoved a pill into Salma’s mouth, making her swallow it. *** At the church, Tyson suppressed his growing unease. This wasn’t Salma’s first dramatic stunt. She’d always disliked Sylvia, harboring intense hostility toward her.
When she learned about his pretend wedding with Sylvia, she’d given him the silent treatment for days. Now she’d escalated to a kidnapping threat. Such reckless behavior showed he’d been too lenient with her these years. After this affair with Sylvia concluded, if Salma apologized properly, he might consider throwing her an even grander wedding. Sylvia observed Tyson’s troubled expression after the call.
In her delicate voice, she said, “Tyson, I’m so sorry. This is happening because of me.” “It’s not your fault,” Tyson replied calmly. “Should we continue then?” Sylvia asked with innocent eyes. After a pause, Tyson answered, “We continue.” Hearing this, Sylvia allowed a sly smile to creep across her lips. “Salma,” she