Then, in a tone that left no room for argument, Natalie said, "Let us see the hostages, then you'll get the ammunition and the rest of this gun." Lisa stared at her and smiled. "Not bad. Very cautious." Then, without dwelling on it further, she directly ordered her subordinates, "Bring him up!" Natalie immediately looked into the distance and saw several figures gradually emerging from behind the fog-shrouded group. A disheveled, thoroughly bound man was being escorted forward by two Grayhound Sect members. After seeing the man's face clearly, Natalie was shocked. "Jacob? It's you?" Not just Natalie. Even the usually composed Cassian was stunned for a moment. What the hell? The person they'd captured was actually Jacob? At that moment, Olivia and the others inside the house were also standing by the villa's one-way glass, looking outside. "That's not right! That's not the three little ones!" "Why did they bring out some scruffy old man?" "Can we charge out now? Blow these jerks away!" "Hold on. Natalie and the others haven't made a move yet." Outside, Natalie's feelings were very complicated. Setting aside her mixed feelings of love and hate for her scumbag father, she never could have anticipated this twist. When she saw that threatening letter, she'd naturally assumed the hostages they held were the missing three little ones. She'd been anxious all night, thinking they had her by the throat. But it turned out to be Jacob? What a letdown. It was like waiting for a fireworks show and getting a sparkler. Jacob's reaction was the complete opposite. The moment he saw her, his eyes immediately lit up with excitement. Like he'd found his savior, he got so worked up he was practically foaming at the mouth. "Natalie! My daughter! "Finally! I finally get to see you! Quick, save me!" Back then, Jacob had been caught off guard and ended up buried in the collapsed Villa 14. He'd thought his life was over, but unexpectedly, when the house collapsed, two concrete slabs happened to fall in a crisscross pattern above his body, forming a small but life-saving safety space. So he only suffered some shock and scrapes, nothing life-threatening. When he finally managed to crawl out the next day, he'd planned to go straight to Villa 1 to find Cassian and Natalie. But unexpectedly, he saw Derek and Rosalie scavenging for supplies in the villa ruins. Realizing he'd been cuckolded by a driver all these years and had stupidly raised another man's kid, fury consumed him. Unfortunately, with his injured leg, trying to rush over and beat Derek to death was practically impossible. But if he just watched them leave, he couldn't swallow that humiliation. After all, just the night before, Lillian and the others had ignored his pleas and abandoned him, taking all his supplies with them. Now karma had come around. This adulterer and bastard had actually come back! Jacob looked back at Villa 1.Natalie and Cassian lived there. They weren't going anywhere. But if he didn't follow Derek now, he might never get revenge for being cuckolded! So Jacob decided to secretly follow Derek and Rosalie, find where they were staying now, and then ambush them while the family of three slept and kill them all. After getting his supplies back, he'd return to Hillside Villa, apologize to Natalie, seek shelter, and start a new life. He never expected that after enduring his leg injury and using every ounce of strength to follow them up the mountain, his plan would fail so absurdly. When night fell and he finally moved to strike, extreme hunger made his grip falter. The hammer swung off-target, landing beside Derek's head and jolting him awake. Derek reacted fast, leaping from the bed and kicking Jacob in the face. Then came a brutal beating that knocked him out cold once again. At Rosalie's pleading, Lillian and Derek didn't kill him. But they tied him up in the room and tormented him in every way, making his life worse than death. This shameless pair of adulterers even forced him to watch their intimate activities every night. Watching his own wife and driver humiliate him like this, Jacob coughed up blood in rage. After enduring this humiliating existence for a short while, everyone in the house was captured by the Grayhound Sect. Rosalie was moved to the labor camp. Jacob, along with Lillian and Derek, was locked in the livestock pens together. Normally, with Jacob's physical condition, he couldn't have lasted this long. But he was clinging to life, determined to see the adulterous pair die before him. So, like a rat in the walls, he hid in an inconspicuous corner and somehow managed to survive until now. Until one day, tormented by illness and hunger, knowing he probably didn't have much time left, he wanted to personally deal with Lillian and Derek before he died.