Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 296

Chapter 296 A Narrow Escape from Death

His voice was deep and he was wearing a hat, so Jean could not see his face clearly. But his voice alone induced a menacing chill. Just as Jean nodded and answered yes, she was hit from behind. She passed out.

After sometime later, she finally regained consciousness and opened her eyes. She could feel herself being tied up to firewood with a rope.

The place she was at was dark. But she could still see faintly that it was a store room. There were voices of people talking outside the room. “Are you sure it is her? Don’t get the wrong person and hurt someone innocent.”

“I won’t be wrong. Little Tiggy called her madam at the back of the school. She must be Edgar Royden’s fiancée, and that person’s daughter. I’ve waited so many years to get my revenge. I must burn her to death, and avenge Pascal!”

“So many years have passed since. Why don’t we forget about it? After all, Mr. Royden has helped us a lot over all these years.” The more Jean listened to their conversation, the more confused she was.

She moved her legs slightly. The branches under her rustled, catching the attention of the men outside the door. “Is she awake?”

He entered the room, and took off his hat. Jean could see half of his face under the dim moonlight. It was covered with scars. It looked scary. Jean was so frightened that she could not speak.

The man had a beard too. He looked like a messenger from hell when he smiled. He lowered his head and poked at the burning firewood. He spoke slowly, “Don’t worry, you will lose your senses soon after the fire starts burning.”

Jean immediately shouted, “Let go of me! You murderer!” “Murderer?”

The man’s eyes widened. “You are paying your father’s debt. You should place the blame on your father. He has committed too many evil deeds, and as his daughter you need to take this retribution today.”

Jean shook her head hard when she saw him approaching her with a torch.

“No… Don’t come over!”

He was about to light his torch when Jean suddenly thought of their conversation just now. She shouted immediately. “I’m not Gigi! You have got the wrong person! Is the person you are looking for Sam Reece?”

The man was startled. “What?”

“I’m not Gigi Reece. I’m not Edgar Royden’s fiancée. You’ve gotten the wrong person. Let go of me.”

The man stared at her for quite some time. Suddenly, he took out the photo that she lost from his pocket and held it up. “This is yours, isn’t it?”

Jean did not know how she should answer him.

“Hah! Do you think you can still fool me? Go to hell!” Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

He waved his hand and lit the torch in his hand.

The room was full with dried branches, so the fire spread quickly.

desperately. Her eyes were seared

she heard Mr. Jevin’s shouts. “Rambo, you have got the wrong person. Her last

Jevin rushed into the

storeroom collapsed as soon as the two of them escaped. Flames engulfed the site, and heavy plumes of smoke

shook uncontrollably. The last time when she was caught in the fire at Edgar’s house, she could at least find some water and escape from the side

so she could not escape. The fear from being tied up for so long

Mr. Jevin

Jean dared not trust

he hate Sam to the extent that he was willing to face a lifetime sentence

eye. What horrible acts did Sam commit to earn wrath

sigh and

you for

not know what

time

the completely burnt

did not know how to respond.

last flames died in the night. She suddenly thought of

arm and stared at her with widened eyes. “You stupid girl! You almost lost

Jean away before she could

limping, he was strong. Jean had no chance to

many times have you encountered danger?

past. Moreover, it does not

to the hotel. “Go in. Leave first thing in the morning tomorrow and never

Jevin turned around to leave as soon as he finished

my father, don’t

a poor old man. I don’t know anyone.” Mr. Jevin snorted, then left

is

Jevin knew Edgar, it would be because of his

Edgar’s father in that photo. So

two people in the photo. But there’s one more man in the photo whom I don’t know who he is.” Jean

she still wanted a

father had left behind. And

and gave

about it? Can’t you just let