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?"

this situation?" Hector laughed and licked his parched lips. "I've lost my life's work because of you! I'll take you down with me even if it kills me, get

as if

been biding his

Isaac gave him

coolly just then. "Business is war. You lack what it takes, and that's why

wheeled on Stan,

have you! You've got some balls, yapping at me!"

slap Stan in the face... only for someone to catch his hand, just as his fellow lackey and Hector were all subdued

Hector felt the barrel of a gun pressing on his skull, and he listened as everything unfolded with apathy-as

Hector," he said. "Did you think I'd let you hurt

no one else with him. At the

leaving an opening, and you really came because you really think I'd make it that easy,"

Hector realized he had fallen for a

no choice-how long would he be able to