"Sean Quinn, this is Stella Lockwood. I'm safe for now, but if you don't do what they say, they'll take one of my kidneys. They're terrifying. I've seen lots of people here have their organs harvested. Sean Quinn, save me. You have to come save me, I'm begging you..."
In the video, Stella Lockwood was in tears, her eyes filled with terror. There were even bruises on her face—a heart-wrenching sight.
Sean Quinn's heart ached as if being torn apart, and he was filled with immense self-reproach.
The next moment, he dialed the number from the text message. After a few rings, the call connected. A soft chuckle came from the other end. "Mr. Quinn, Mrs. Quinn is much better-looking in person than on television."
"What do you want?" Sean Quinn retorted in a low voice. 'Although Stella Lockwood isn't my wife, I have to watch out for the imposter. If anything actually happens to her, I'm screwed too.'
