Gwendolyn gave a careless wave of her hand. “It’s nothing.”

“The trade-off has been set for ten o’clock tomorrow morning, so you’ll have to be patient for a little longer. Mr. Wendell demanded thirty billion to agree to meet with Mr. Jenson in person.”

“He finally caved. At least everything I’ve gone through these past few days hasn’t been in vain. Bind me tightly tomorrow. If you don’t, I’m afraid I won’t be able to restrain myself from tearing him into a million pieces.” Her expression darkened as she spoke. How dare he harm innocent babies. Even if I were to stab his body a thousand times, I’d still think he deserved it!

Over on Broadbay Hill, the thick canopy of trees obstructed the view of the sky and blocked out any light. The air was so hot and humid that it almost felt suffocating.

Hamish’s bodyguards brought Gwendolyn to the mountain range before it was even dawn.

As they started preparing for Cedrick’s arrival, they left her, all trussed up, on a bare bed frame inside a shabby wooden cabin. Sweat mingled with dust ran down her face. Propped against the headboard, she had her eyes closed, looking drained and weary.

Meanwhile, Jasper stood silently on one side and occasionally glanced at the watch on his wrist.

It was almost time.

Two coughs sounded, some rustling, then heavy footsteps approached.

“Hahaha! Your reputation precedes you, Mr. Kron. Sure enough, now that we finally meet, I can see you’re no ordinary person indeed.”

No one walked through the door. Instead, a big, protruding belly first came into view, then a fierce-looking face wearing a sinister smile.

After Channing heard that remark, his lips twitched. He had no idea what to say in response. “I can’t compare to you, Mr. Wendell. You’re truly… just like everything I’ve heard about you. You’re known far and wide.”

In truth, the fat man before him was nothing like the intelligent Mr. Wendell in the rumors.

The man walked over and extended a hand politely. “Hamish Wendell.”

At that moment, there was a knock on the wooden door.

“Who is it?” Channing’s guard went up instinctively.

him, stood up and explained in a light tone, “Oh, I forgot to tell you that Mr. Wendell has set up an ambush nearby to prevent anything from interrupting the trade-off. That’s just someone here to report

froze, and he asked solemnly, “I see you’re a man of action, Mr.

he spoke, he shot Jasper a look out of the corner of his eye. I hope Mr. Jenson hears

foot of

quietly, thinking that they could all meet their end

hand ticked away steadily, moving to

a deep, firm voice saying, “The thirty billion is inside the car. I’ve delivered it on the dot. The documents for my

stood in front of the wooden cabin and

the sound of insects buzzing and birds chirping while on the mountain. However, he noticed there was no other sound at all when

plump hands toward Gwendolyn with a greedy look in his eyes. “Did you hear that?

about to touch Gwendolyn, Jasper grabbed him by his wrist and interrupted, “Mr. Wendell, we should get down

inadvertently caught sight of Gwendolyn with her eyes tightly shut. Her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Pushing Jasper away, he pulled her up forcefully. “Playing dead, are you? Come on. Go

as he spoke and dragged

she has become after being kidnapped for a few days. How can she be worthy of you?

afar. She looked weak and fragile, almost like a piece of paper pinched between Hamish’s fingers. A pang shot through his heart as

his eyes reddened. It concealed the terrifyingly cold and hard look in

talking about. I’ve brought what you wanted, so return her to me

going on around him, his focus was solely on Gwendolyn’s frail figure.

amiable expression, Hamish replied, “Sure. I can give her to you. However, since we’ve had the chance to

Cedrick replied without

at Cedrick’s feet. “Rumor has it that you’re quite skilled, and nobody has ever been able to get as much as a scratch

do it? As long as I see

slowly picked up the dagger, and unsheathed it. The

case. As it turns out, you don’t think her life

stared at the sharp dagger, determination etched across his face.

wrist resolutely and drew it across his skin. Soon, droplets of blood began to fall onto the dry leaves on

stared at him in bewilderment. He knows I’m just putting on an

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