No Strings Attached

The man glared at Edwin without a trace of fear. "What's the matter, feeling sorry for her? She's your buddy's girl. What's it to you? Got some dirty little secret between the two of you?" "Shut your mouth! Believe me, I'll blow your head off right here, right now."

Edwin aimed his gun at the man. Immediately, the man pressed his knife against Clara's delicate neck. "Go ahead, shoot. Let's see what's quicker, your bullet or my blade. I forgot to tell you that I was a butche back in my hometown. I could take down the biggest steer with a single slice, let alone a woman."

He pushed down slightly, and a bright red line of blood appeared on Clara's neck.

Edwin, out of sheer terror, released the trigger and shouted, "Don't you dare touch her!"

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attack with the chandelier was just a diversion, and his real target was her. In other words, he wanted to use her to ge to lan.

through this guy, they could reel in the big fish they were after. Realizing all this, Clara tried to calm herself. She needed to keep him stable and buy

I were you, I'd demand a hefty ransom from lan, maybe a helicopter too, and then make a run for some foreign land. Sounds much better than being

bending her lips slightly. "The man fit to be your boss is surely ruthless and meticulous. Yet, here you are, full of mistakes

said, "That watch must be your child's artwork. It's set to ten o'clock, which I guess is her bedtime. She wants to see you before she sleeps. It's only

words seemed to stir something in the man. He stared at the makeshift watch on his wrist, his eyes

thought, lan burst onto the scene. He raised his gun and shot