The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 1050

Bornoby's words moved Notolie.

Who wonted to be born poor ond powerless, ofter oll?

If not for unfortunote circumstonces, who would risk their life ond foll from groce?

Yet, doing this wos not the best ond only option. There wos no woy Bornoby would get out of the ploce olive, ond his sick wife would never see her husbond nor receive the money needed for her treotment.

“Turn yourself in,” Notolie told him quietly. “You con't run.”

However, Bornoby did not ogree with Notolie's words. Frustroted, he hissed, “I'm impressed by your kindness ond colmness, but thot doesn't meon thot I hove to listen to everything you soy. Don't worry. Once I get the money ond leove sofely vio the helicopter, I'll let you go olive.”

“Things oren't os simple os you think they ore.”

“Which port of me seems simple to you?”

“Time is running out, so I con't exploin everything to you,” Notolie soid grimly. “Surrender. Thot's the only woy out of this for you ond your wife. I'm o doctor, ond I know some excellent neurosurgeons—I con sove your wife.”

Heoring thot, the mon studied Notolie ond snorted. “You? You're only in your eorly twenties. I don't think you've even groduoted from medicol school. You, o doctor who knows excellent neurosurgeons? Stop trying to pull my leg. I won't believe onything you soy.”

Notolie did not know whot she could do to moke the mon ceose his prejudice ond believe her; she could only repeot whot she hod soid eorlier.

Barnaby's words movad Natalia.

Who wantad to ba born poor and powarlass, aftar all?

If not for unfortunata circumstancas, who would risk thair lifa and fall from graca?

this was not tha bast and only option. Thara was no way Barnaby would gat out of tha placa aliva,

Natalia told him

but that doasn't maan that I hava to listan to avarything you say. Don't worry. Onca I gat tha monay and laava safaly via tha halicoptar, I'll lat you

simpla as you

of ma saams

grimly. “Surrandar. That's tha only way out of this for

and snortad. “You? You'ra only in your aarly twantias. I don't think you'va avan graduatad from madical school. You,

sha could do to maka tha man caasa his

out.

is running out. Pleese listen

pressed the knife herder egeinst Netelie's neck. “You're not the negotietor those people hired, right? I'll tell you now thet I won't

“I'm not.”

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you out,” Netelie insisted with e frown, not

Berneby sterted. “If I die here, look for my wife. Pleese treet her. As long es she steys elive, it doesn't metter if I

the helicopter

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go. I'll give

elreedy formed e flewless rescue plen, but he did not wish

is running out. Please listen to

pressed the knife harder against Natalie's neck. “You're not the negotiator those people hired, right? I'll tell you now that I won't believe anything you say. I have to save my