After Divorce, My General Husband Chasing Me Back

Chapter 338 Kill Me!

Frederick's eyes were bloodshot, blazing with a dangerous fury. In an instant, he crossed the room and pressed his gun against Antony's forehead.

Something about Antony's words had ignited a suffocating rage that surged up his throat, choking him.

"What? Are you going to kill me? Go ahead, do it!" Antony shouted.

His face twisted in anguish as if he had already lost the will to live.

"General Hawthorne, please, think this through! This is a make-or-break moment, there's no room for error. Remember, Mr. Arthur Hawthorne is watching your every move."

Richard could see the murderous intent in Frederick's gaze. At that very moment, Frederick seemed he could shoot Antony at any minute. Without thinking, Richard lunged forward, desperate to stop the impending disaster.

Yet, Frederick's eyes brimmed with a fierce, murderous intent. He looked like a wild beast that had lost all reason, ready to tear everything apart with a single swipe of his hand.

Finally, with a snarl of frustration, Frederick pulled the gun

away.

. Chapter 338 Kill Me!

2/5

"Aren't you worried about Claire? Don't you want to find her? Well, you can have it!" He yelled, gesturing to his men. "Lock him up in the basement too."

With a resounding bang, he slammed the gun onto the table as his men dragged Antony toward the same basement where Claire had been imprisoned. General Hawthorne, do you really..."

Richard caught wind of Frederick's intent to confine Antony, a surge of urgency propelled him forward, ready to intervene

eyes piercing the air with an icy chill as they met Richard's. Under that frigid stare, Richard halted mid-step,

if anyone had dared

Frederick restrained himself. He stepped back to avoid stirring up trouble that

at the precipice of his patience, feeling as though he had reached

Chapter 338 Kill Me!

3/5

up into anything significant. After all, it was Antony who stormed up to the manor looking for trouble." In the basement, Claire

detail and every possible

Frederick hadn't taken her cell phone. If things reached a breaking point, she could still call Elizabeth for

thoughts were interrupted by the sound

the sight of Antony, she recalled she had been on the phone with

feet, grabbing the iron bars

God,

own tension melting away'at

338 Kill

D

A

4/5

Antony toward the far corner of the

declaring,

in a separate basement not too

two basements were nearly identical. They were enclosed not by walls or doors but by

out was through a combination lock at the iron gate. There was no way for the person inside to enter the password; only someone outside could unlock it. Claire was no stranger to the basement. She had been there before. It was when she first moved