Connor's fingers clenched until his knuckles turned pale. Veins popped out on his arm. "I won't choose."

Claire's voice turned icy. "If you don't choose, they both die."

She pulled out a small remote control and pressed a button. Instantly, a holographic projection appeared, showing a private yacht. The camera zoomed in slowly, revealing two figures lying on the deck. It was Chloe and Diana.

Connor's heart pounded. He took a few steps forward, finally seeing them clearly. They were still in their daytime clothes, lying motionless with their eyes closed, like lifeless dolls.

Connor's eyes reddened. He looked like a lion about to pounce. "What have you done to them?"

Despite all the precautions, it was useless. Even he told Pax to keep an eye on Chloe, never leaving her side, Claire had still found a way.

Claire's grip, like fish on a chopping block, ready for her

they're not dead," Claire said, her gaze fixed on the yacht. The yacht swayed on the ocean, bobbing up and down, surrounded by dark, deep waters. At any

decide quickly," Claire continued. "A storm is coming tonight. If you hesitate, it might be too late to save them, even if you

a storm. His face was hidden in the shadows, but anger

you doing this to me? For twenty-eight years, you've tormented me every

faded,

darkening. Suddenly, she

had forced her to strip and perform an

ve

was only nineteen that

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