All too late for his love

Chapter 89

Skyler appeared to have been kidnapped as well, and Zayn stood coldly at the mountaintop. Clearly, he had come over here to rescue Skyler.

Both Skyler and Aaron were being pressed against the cliff by two burly men. All it would take was a little force, and they would be pushed down the steep

“Aaron!” Willow gazed deeply at Aaron, who was being pressed against the cliff by the two men. Tears uncontrollably streamed down her face. Aaron looked worn out, but thankfully there were no visible injuries on him. He probably had not suffered too much at the hands of the kidnappers. After all, he was just a three–and–a–half–year–old child. No matter how smart or mature he seemed, facing the ruthless kidnappers made him tremble with fear.

His little face displayed obvious terror. But when he saw Willow’s tears, all the fear on his face vanished. It was replaced by deep concern and anxiety, “Mom, don’t cry!” Aaron smiled slightly, making his little face look particularly cheerful “Mom, I’m fine. I’m not hurt at all. I’m really fine. Please don’t Cry, Mom

“I won’t cry,” Willow quickly reassured Aaron. She didn’t want him to worry.

the promises made by the kidnappers, she looked anxiously at them and spoke anxiously. “I’ve given you the money.

The head of the kidnappers, Jett Hale, pointed at Aaron

those words. She yelled desperately at Jett, “Release Aaron now! You can’t go back on your word! You promised

that as long as you came up with 10 million dollars, I would

merely left his fate in Mr. Carter’s hands. As long as he chooses to let him live, he can live a long and

who do you think deserves to die? The kid or the woman?” Jett grinned maliciously, filling Willow with such hatred that she wanted to

expression. He hadn’t expected that she

truly been desperate. Yet, he trampled on her dignity like that. At this thought, Zayn’s heart ached. But knowing that

only one of them

stared coldly at Jett, emitting a powerful presence that made the latter involuntarily take

instructed, he gritted his teeth and spoke. “Mr. Carter, I’ll count to three.

die. One!”