Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 172

Everyone's hearts were in their throats. It was just the sound of a voice coming from Alexander's mouth, but the young man's eyebrows furrowed tightly together.

Alexander released the gun, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. "Not had, he's a real man. But no one can take his place in death."

He walked towards Owen, and in that moment, Owen swiftly drew his gun and aimed it at

Alexander's forehead.

"Don't move!" Several guns were pointed at Owen. It turned out that this man had been waiting for the right moment to make his move.

"I'm just a worthless life. If my life can be exchanged for Mr. Sterling's, it wouldn't be a bad deal" A rare smile appeared on Owen's face beneath his mask.

He looked deeply at Aveline, as if saying, "From now on, you will be free."

Owen knew very well that as soon as he pulled the trigger, bullets would come flying at him from all

directions, leaving him with no chance to escape.

Aveline was stunned. No one had expected this sudden turn of events.

She had only known Owen for half a month, how could she possibly bargain with his life?

"No, don't shoot!" Aveline frantically ran towards the two of them.

Alexander, with a gun pointed at his forehead, showed no signs of fear on his

filled

about we make a bet? Let's see

shouted, "Owen, don't shoot,

only

shoot, Aveline had already positioned herself between the two

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you lay a hand on them, you'll have to kill me

very displeased with Aveline's sudden interference. "Take

at Alexander, embracing him tightly. Warm tears slid down her face and onto his neck as she trembled and pleaded, "Stop, I beg you to stop. I'll agree to

small woman in his arms trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face. The cold sea breeze blew against his face, momentarily awakening his

her cry like this, his heart felt like it had been pierced through with a hole, and there was no pleasure, only

seemed like he hadn't seen her smiling face in a

he been clinging onto her? Was it for revenge, or

possessiveness at work?

at least for now, he didn't

softly, "Do you truly

disheveled hair fluttering in

repeatedly. "I understand,

fingertips tucked her stray hair behind her ear, and his lowered

tenderness.

"Then, as you wish."