The Devil's Love For The Heiress

Chapter 66

Chapter 66: Where Is Kate?

The Lawn Tennis Championships.

The Wimbledon Championships, commonly known simply as Wimbledon, was the oldest tennis tournament in the world and widely regarded as the most prestigious. Its Centre Court was considered the most famous tennis court.

Unlike the Roland Garros court in Paris, Wimbledon was played on grass. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

To Carlos, the court mattered in every event. Certain environmental factors often change how the ball bounced and how his feet would move against the surface. Thus, the practice was essential to him in each main event.

After waking up at four in the morning, he played tennis with Alexander on one of the grass courts. He ate a light breakfast and rested for two hours while preparing for his last match.

Heartbeats later, The Gentlemen’s Singles began.

“First set. Ronaldo, Berk to serve. Ready? the umpire confirmed, but from where he stood, he saw Carlos team of security called the superstar’s attention.

Carlos was excited about that match. It would mark his third grand slam win within that year, and he meant to take it all. Seeing Lemuel appear out of nowhere and the referee halting the game, he frowned.

The crowd and Erik Berg were equally bemused.

What’s going on, Lemuel? The game is starting?” Carlos asked.

“Sir, this is important. There is a message for you. There is a text from your old number. The same message popped up on your social media messenger,” Lemuel revealed. He showed Carlos the message, and it read:

(We have your girlfriend. Win the first set and lose the next three, or she dies.)

Carlos gulped. He was so eager for that day’s game that he did not even check all of his devices. When he woke up, Carlos merely sent Kate a text. Then, he left the hotel with his bodyguards.

He whispered to Lemuel, “Did you try to call Kate?”

“Yes, sir. I did, but she is not answering.” Lemuel replied.

“1 brought your other mobile, so you can open it,” Lemuel suggested. “You can give me her sister’s number? And Mister Jenkins can make the calls.”

Carlos nodded. After opening the phone, he instructed, “Let me call first and if Kenzie does not answer my call, ask Alex to keep calling. I doubt she would be taken from Andrew’s home. It’s very well guarded.”

“I agree, sir. So What do you plan to do? Lemuel said.

“I can still… win the first set,” Carlos said, and although he felt confident that Kate was safe, a small part of him badly wanted to confirm it himself.

Just as he feared, Kenzie did not pick up the first ring. Thus, he ordered Lemuel to keep calling while he went about his match. He returned to the court, taking deep breaths. Carlos pecked his pendant, and he muttered, “Kate is safe. Kate is safe. She must be. She has to be.”

After the referee checked on Carlos, the first set of the match began. Both tennis players were grunting, huffing, and puffing throughout the game. From around the court, the tennis fans were mostly

silent, merely shrieking and howling at every good point, regardless of who eamed it.

In the back of his head, Carlos was worried sick, but confirming if Kate was safe was his prime motivation. He was fired up and won the first set.

It appeared to Carlos that the organizers had been informed of the situation. One security had also approached the umpire. The Devil walked up to Lemuel and asked, “Where is Kate?”

“Sir, I spoke to her sister Kenzie, and they were shocked to find out that Kate is not in their home, but all her bodyguards are missing too. We have been trying to contact her throughout your first set, but she did not answer,” Lemuel reported.

Hearing the report, Carlos’ skin crawled. He felt the fear this time for real.

“Should we postpone the game one of the organizers approached.

“No No. Carlos said. “We might alert them. Whoever contacted me.”

“Kate, where are you? Carlos thought in his head before a hiss left his lips. “She could have gone out with the bodyguards. There were six in all who followed around her. She should be okay”

“Right, sir. She must be okay.” Lemuel echoed

From behind Lemuel, he saw Alex still on the phone. He said, “Let Alex keep trying” He turned to Erik. who was shrugging, asking what was happening. Carlos concluded, “I’ll lose the second set But! Find Kate!”

Carlos could not help it With Kate nowhere to be found, fear crept into his heart. It appeared to her that his whole life flashed through his mind; his love for Kate, how he worked so hard to be where he was, and part of it was for Kate. His world could not crumble when finally, he had everything! It just can’t!

He pecked on his pendant, and under his breath, he muttered, “Be safe, Kate

With The Devil serving, the two tennis players were again volleying the ball Carlos won the first two games, but he purposely weakened his strokes in the next, allowing Erik to return with a better hit.

On some of his serves, he angled his racket higher, making the ball land outside the service area.

“Booo!”

“Bloody hell! What’s wrong with the Devil?!”

His fans were getting frustrated, but Carlos was left with no choice. They had not traced Kate’s whereabouts for the last minutes.

Carlos lost the second set but saw the frown on Erik’s face. The Devil knew his opponent was suspecting his win.

On the next break, yet again, Carlos approached his team, and it was then when Lemuel showed a picture of a girl tied to a chair, which made his heart ache. His eyes narrowed, trying to identify the figure, but the room was somewhat dark, and the girl’s eyes and mouth were covered. He did not think it was how Kate would dress, but the picture wasn’t clear enough for him to decide fully,

If this was a prank, It was indeed working. He was scared of losing Kate and was on the verge of running off to find her. However, if he was to leave the match, and if it was really Kate in the picture, her life would be in danger

With what was at stake, Carlos was prepared to rig his match completely. He walked back to the court, feeling defeated.

‘Thrid set. Ronaldo, Berk to serve.”

On the Devil’s return, he barely attempted to hit with force. The crowd was booing and making

complaints. Even Erik eyed him suspiciously, it forced Carlos to look at the stadium, all while listening to the beating of his heart.

He looked to the far right, then turned to the left, but just as he did, his eyes met a pair of blue orbs whose hands were up as if asking for answers

Carlos frowned. The person he was staring at was wearing a jacket and a hat over her head, but as he fixed his gaze on the figure, he saw her brown hair, and with the way she was demanding answers, merely by mouthing her words, his heart raced.

“Kate? He thought in his head

He raised his hand, suggesting he wanted to take another break and walked over to Lemuel and Alexander He said, “I think that’s Kate over there, wearing a pink hat. Confirm it.”

Alexander was quick to go around the stadium, and eventually, Carlos witnessed how his friend stood next to Kate. Alexander gave him a thumbs up, and only then did he realize her bodyguards still surrounded Kate, only that they were standing in distant seats, dressed in casual clothes

His Kate came to see his game in person, and she did not even tell him! So who was this person that had been kidnapped? Carlos could only assume it was fake!

He grabbed his phone and replied: [I don’t know who you fucking have there, nor do I know it’s just a set up, but I’m looking at my girlfriend right now She is just… within my line of sight! Fuck you! And Fuck your betul

He returned to the court and pecked his pendant. He looked around, pretending to scan every side of the stadium, but in truth, he eyed his Kate once more After which, he declared, “Now the real game

starts

In the next hour, Carlos and Erik went at it passionately, showing off their tennis skills Carlos won the third set, and on the next, he was so unforgiving! He was planning to punish his Kate for the panic that he underwent

“How could she leave the house when I specifically told her to stay hidden? Carlos thought as he grunted on his next stroke While the crowd was in an uproar, following the point that he earned, he concluded, My Kate is so stubborn!

Finally playing for the championship point, Carlos tossed the ball for his serve He wailed, his eyes narrowing at the tennis ball before he hit it with his racket. He went at it with all his strength that Erik failed to return, sliding against the lawn court

“And this year’s Wimbledon Champion is The Devil! He has done it again!”

“Devil!”

“Devil!”

“Devil!”

Back in New York.

Guillaume Bonnet’s face paled while watching the championships. He just lost the very last of his money, worse, he lost the money from the local gang too!

He was doomed, and he concluded he might as well take his own life!

Guillaume knew the local gang was going to come after him soon. Thus, he screamed, his body turning to the girl who was supposed to be the answer to his financial crisis!

He punched the girl in the face and wrapped his hands around her throat. “Why? Why did he let you die?!

I’m going to kill you! I’m going to kill you!”

The girl was choking, gurgling in her own saliva.

When Guillaume removed the cover from her mouth and eyes, the girl screamed, I am not his girlfriend! It’s not me! I never was – Ahh!” 1

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BANG!