Never See You Again

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Chapter 10

Charlie drove to an abandoned building not far away. “Damn it! How did Devon even think of keeping someone in captivity in a place like this?”

Charlie looked around at his surroundings. The place was pitch black and dead silent. All he could hear was his voice echoing.

Devon was

demanded

a dragged out of the car by Zion, and he struggled to stand up. Charlie licked him as soon as they approached. “Tell us! Where is she?” Charlie

“She… She was hidden by them. Originally, we were supposed to teach that damn… to teach Ms. Scott a lesson. So, we were thinking of blowing up this building after getting the money.

“This way, not only could we get rid of Sergio, but we could also get a large sum of money. It seemed like an opportunity for us to gain favor with Mr. Spencer. We didn’t expect Ms. Scott and Mr. Spencer to be old acquaintances.”

“Blow this building up? Did you say that you were going to blow this place up?” Charlie’s eyes widened as he asked, “With a time bomb?”

Devon nodded fearfully, and his body trembled uncontrollably. The merciless glint in Zion’s gaze chilled him to the bone.

want him to be the first to die if the

but he still ended up being tied up by Charlie. This abandoned building was like a maze. Since Zion was now sure that Marve was fine, the most important

black Bentley drove in. Zion immediately recognized that it

where are we at now? I’m

Clara’s hand. “Stay in the car, and don’t come out.

got out of the car, Charlie sneered, “Your wife has been kidnapped, and you’re still cozying up to your

mistress?”

“If I remember correctly, Devon should

“He acted on his

a sense of panic rising within him and said, “Why are you guys chatting now? Shouldn’t

bombs?” Sergio suddenly became

will go and look for the bombs, while you look for Maeve

up on the ground, trembled as he said, “It’s. It’s too late to dismantle the bombs now.

grabbed Devon’s collar, thinking of beating

bombs. Go and find Marve immediately!” Zion

instructed his driver, “Bring Clara out of here, and wait for my

Mr. Brooks!” The driver drove the car

couldn’t help but ask, “Is