The Runaway Groom

Chapter 997

Stan pretended to be absolutely afraid. "Okay, I won't move. Please don't hurt me."

Hector pulled off his face mask then.

"Piece of sh*t," he snapped at Stan in disdain, before walking up to Isaac's bed, watching him as he said, "Your lackeys are just so incompetent."

Isaac did not answer as he calmly opened his eyes.

His vision was still dark, but he could imagine how savage and smug Hector’s face would look right then.

"How lucky can you get, surviving a plane crash?" Hector said as he pulled a chair over to sit beside Isaac's bed. "I wonder how you're going to escape now, what with your blindness and an incompetent subordinate."

Isaac remained nonchalant. "Do you think you can stop me if I want to leave?"

his parched lips. "I've lost my life's work because of you! I'll take you down with me even if it kills

as if

Hector had been biding his time, waiting

gave him that

is war. You lack what it

wheeled on Stan,

yapping at me!" Hector barked and turned toward his lackey. "Lil'A, straighten him out! The adults are

ready to slap Stan in the face... only for someone to catch his hand, just as his fellow

once reacted even as Hector felt the barrel of a gun pressing on his skull, and he listened

"Did you

had no one else with him. At the same

you really think I'd make it that easy," he continued evenly, but it was plenty intimidating to

that Hector realized he had fallen for

choice-how long would he be