As the car traveled at breakneck speed, Winnie felt excruciating pain from her injured organs.

She gave Harold an indifferent look. “Where are you heading?”

Ignoring her, Harold popped his head out of the car window to look at the helicopter above their heads. Finally, he turned around and smiled. “I’m taking you away. Do you feel excited already?”

Winnie sneered. “You’ve stolen the goods from under the terrorists’ noses. You must have found a buyer, right? Who is he? Where are you making the exchange?”

“Why are you brazenly asking me about these secret details?”

“What else should I do? It’s not like we have anything in common to talk about.”

“Why not?” Harold ran his fingers across Winnie’s cheek. “As a grown man and woman, aren’t there plenty of things for us to explore?”

“You’re disgusting!” Winnie turned her face away. When her gaze finally returned to Harold, her eyes were brimming with contempt.

While irritated by the way Winnie was looking at him, he could see in her eyes a reflection of his ugly self—one that even he was reluctant to look straight in the eyes.

As rage began to overwhelm him, he felt the urge to dig out Winnie’s beautiful eyes.

Nonetheless, he kept his impulses in check. Picking up a bag and emptying the bullets inside, he subsequently draped it over Winnie’s head.

She could no longer see where they were going as the car sped down the road.

Despite that, the helicopter hovering above their heads was still well within earshot.

Subsequently, their car came to an abrupt stop after seemingly hitting something. By the time Harold removed the bag over her head, Winnie realized that it was already dawn.

She scanned the surroundings and was stunned by what she saw—a school.

As the village school had worn-out facilities, its gate swung open upon being crashed into.

who worked as a security guard

before

with red scarves tied around their necks was happily playing on

men fired their

began to grab the fleeing students to

Harold threatened all

Winnie staggered forward after being yanked

you doing? Why are

of fuel and the police are still hot on our tail, so what do you think I’m doing here? Let me tell you, compared to adults, children are a lot easier to control. With so many here, it

b*stard!” Winnie gave Harold a death stare. “If a hostage is all

still. You were never a hostage to me. I won’t let you go after capturing you painstakingly. I want to keep you by my side and toy with you slowly so that you

into a classroom filled with

the police had arrived

held hostage, the police took

negotiations between both sides

Harold’s demands on account of

sides fell

Harold’s men had barricaded them with tables and

Winnie discreetly ground

she accidentally cut herself a few

rewarded when she

little use of her dexterity, she finally

won freedom, she pretended that nothing

his subordinates were softly hashing out their next steps, she seized upon the opportunity to peek out through the

officers and

recognized one of them to be Lisanne from the figure’s

in the crowd, she figured that James must have kept

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