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.

and Chloe were in Claire's grip, like fish

gaze fixed on the yacht. The yacht swayed on the ocean, bobbing up and down, surrounded by dark, deep waters. At any moment, the sea could swallow

you hesitate, it

yacht, which was clearly bracing for a storm. His face was hidden in the shadows, but

For twenty-eight years, you've tormented me every second, wishing for my death. What did I do to make you hate me so

faded, her

darkening. Suddenly, she

stormy night. The oppressive atmosphere was just the same. They had forced her to strip and perform an opera. That

ve

only nineteen that

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