Chapter 22 Am I Going to Die?

It was as if her head had been hit. The sounds around her instantly dissipated, and only one sound was echoing inside her.

The Gardner Group’s CEO died.

Robert was dead?

Cold sweat covered her entire body. Her legs lost their support, and she collapsed to the ground. Her heart, which had been

riddled with holes, was crushed. Despair enveloped her. She did not even have the strength to cry.

She clenched her fists tightly, only then could she suppress the crazed howl she blurted out.

Her hand was bitten through, and the repulsive smell of blood rushed into her throat. She could not help but retch.

“What is this noise?”

When it fell into Jazmine’s ears, Yoselin’s voice became a voice of hope for the first time, not so disgusting.

“Ms. Larsen, sorry for disturbing you. It was the voice of the people inside,” the bodyguard said respectfully.

Jazmine bit her lips and forced herself to calm down. She used all her strength to get up. Something slipped from the corner of her mouth. She wiped it off with the back of her hand and grabbed a fruit knife in her hand.

She stared at the door.

“Open the door. I want to see how she is doing.”

Yoselin came, with no surprise.

Jazmine’s eyes flashed with a cold light.

The door was opened.

With a long creak, the door was slowly pushed open. The light brought by the opening door slowly occupied the dark room.

The instrument placed by the bedside made a regular sound. With the faint light, Yoselin saw that there was no one on the bed. She was hesitating about whether she should go in. Suddenly, there was a knife on her neck.

there was a hoarse warning, “Do what I tell you

was frightened and

see Jazmine’s sad and desperate expression. Who would have thought

hostage?

eyes were faintly jumping with anger.

her not dare to move, afraid that Jazmine would kill her without

and send

are you doing? Is it useful to kidnap me? You have a mother, right? You hurt me

and scratched

If you kill me, Giancarlo will

Giancarlo?

long known that her father’s death had something to do with that man. Yoselin’s

Jazmine’s heart.

numb pain made her throw caution to the wind and push Yoselin hard. “Go, or my knife will cut

action. They followed behind

of footsteps rang out in the empty corridor, approaching one after

death call. She had hoped to hear

gradually appeared in the dark. His cold face seemed even colder. His dark eyes

at her.

of her.”

biting cold tone was enough to freeze anyone’s courage. Even if she was holding a knife in her hand, Jazmine’s heart was vaguely stabbed. The hand holding

and

Yoselin to restrain Giancarlo. No matter how

letting go of

take

how important Yoselin was in his heart, and he didn’t want her to

revealed a mournful smile, “I don’t

for a moment and finally spat out

see him for the last time.”

bodyguards saw the opportunity and rushed over to knock off the knife in

Yoselin.

long noticed the bodyguards‘ movements, fell into Giancarlo’s

deer, she curled up and trembled.

I’m scared. Ms. Gardner is

quickly retracted his gaze from Jazmine’s face and patted Yoselin’s back, comforting her softly. He was a completely different person from his cold appearance

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