His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 90

Stephen ran to catch up to her, but a man appeared out of nowhere and blocked his path.

The man collided head-on with Stephen, spilling wine all over him.

Stephen had no time to deal with him. He was tense as he tried to move past the man.

The man, however, stood in his way and repeatedly apologized. "I'm sorry, Mr. Jacobson. I didn't mean it. How about I take your clothes to be dry cleaned?"

"It's fine." Stephen stepped to the side to bypass him.

But the man mirrored his movement. "Mr. Jacobson, I am terribly sorry. Please don't be angry with me."

Stephen became furious and shouted, "Get out of my way!"

The man rubbed his nose and stepped aside.

Stephen then hurried to the lift and saw the numbers on the display changing rapidly.

His heart sank. The lift had already reached the ninth floor.

Even if he took the lift next to it immediately, he wouldn't make it in time.

Stephen spun around to look in the direction

man was nowhere to be

grim. That man had done it on

near the estate's side entrance, a

the driver's side door and got in. "Ms. Sanders, it's done." Jacqueline leaned back in the

glanced at Jacqueline in the rear mirror. "Shouldn't we wait for Ms.

for that foolish

same time, Tessa exited the lift

to the terrace and

tied to a chair, positioned dangerously

taped, and her hands

masked individual, who was holding a knife

streamed down her face as she looked

her sister in that state. She was just an innocent

clinging to her. Mere hours later, her life was in extreme

"Let my

here and exchange yourself for your sister," the masked person replied. She was speaking in her

was a

without hesitation, too pressed for

toward

was just about six feet