The billionaire's baby d!ed in the hospital

Dr. Harrison’s obsession led him to the dark web, where he posted Carmen’s picture on international medical forums. It didn't take long for the bait to be taken.

Within forty-eight hours, a call was placed from Caracas to Dr. Harrison's private office.

"You have found Camila Vasquez," a cold, harsh voice said over the encrypted line. It was Hector Vasquez, Carmen’s powerful and corrupt ex-husband, who had risen even higher in the political ranks of his country. "Tell me where she is, and a very generous donation will be made to your research foundation."

Harrison smirked. "She is currently residing under the protection of Rafael Mendoza. She is acting as the private physician for his son."

"Mendoza is powerful, but he cannot protect an illegal immigrant wanted for corporate theft and medical malpractice," Hector sneered. "I am sending my men. We will extradite her quietly."

A week later, while Carmen was walking through the local park with Diego and his nanny, a dark van with tinted windows abruptly pulled up to the curb. Two men in heavy jackets slammed the doors open and rushed toward them.

"Run!" Carmen screamed to the nanny, grabbing Diego tightly against her chest.

She turned to flee, but one of the men grabbed her by the arm, spinning her around. He pulled out a syringe, aiming for her neck. "Come quietly, Camila. Your husband wants to see you."

"Get your hands off her," a voice boomed like thunder.

Before the kidnapper could react, a heavy hand grabbed his wrist, twisting it until the bone popped. It was Alejandro. Within seconds, four of Rafael’s elite security guards swarmed the van. The kidnappers were disarmed, pinned to the pavement, and handcuffed before a crowd could even form.

Rafael stepped out of a trailing SUV, his face dark with fury. He walked over to Carmen, who was trembling, clutching a crying Diego to her chest. He wrapped his long arms around both of them.