The police officer looked down at the little girl.

Then at the billionaire.

His expression changed immediately.

“Sir… we need you to stay calm,” he said.

The girl kept crying and hugging the man’s leg.

The woman who had pointed at him earlier looked confused now.

“Wait… that’s not possible,” she whispered.

The officer pulled a tablet from his pocket.

On the screen was a missing child report from three years ago.

The same girl.

The officer slowly asked the billionaire one question:

“Where did you find her?”

The airport terminal went silent.

Dozens of passengers had already started filming.

Then the billionaire answered with a trembling voice:

“I didn’t find her.”

“She’s my daughter.”

But the officer shook his head.

“According to this report… she was kidnapped.”