Chapter 62

“You… You’re Mr. Nolan Goldmann, aren’t you? If… If… If you want to save these kids, pay us $ 1,600,000. Otherwise, we’ll kill them!”

Nolan’s cold eyes became extremely sulky and stern as he glanced at Quincy, who was standing next to him. 1

Quincy seemed to have understood something, grabbed his coat, and left the office with Nolan.

“I’ll pay you the ransom that you asked for. However, if the kids were to get even a tiny scratch on them, brace yourself to die in pieces.” Nolan left a threat behind and then hung up.

He handed the phone to Quincy. “Trace the call back to its origin.”

The man who had gotten hung up walked to the man with a brush-cut. “Bro, Mr. Goldmann is actually going to pay us the money!”

The man with a brush-cut did not utter a single word, even though the response did catch him off guard.

‘Mr. Goldmann is willing to pay $1,600,000 in exchange for the children.

While the man with a brush-cut was pondering about something, Waylon had already managed to cut the rope.

even notice that Waylon had walked up to

the knife

around, he was stabbed

was about to grasp Waylon, but Waylon

man with a brush-cut a shock that was enough to send a sheer coldness down his

al

pain, the man did not dare

one-up me, come at me and get it yourself.” Waylon imitated the appearance of the man while

on the forehead of the man with

knife so flexibly, and that loser

someone to be trifled

dies, you’ll have

kill, would they? Even if they were to believe in that theory, you’re the ones

like I’m dying…” The man sat on the ground, clutching his

with a brush-cut gulped a mouthful of saliva and could not

rush straight up to

over-the knife in his hand was a perfect weapon

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