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.

Waylon had walked up to their backs because

snatched the knife from the man’s

man turned around, he was

dare you…” The man with a brush-cut was about to grasp Waylon, but Waylon flexibly grabbed his hand

a shock that was enough to send a sheer

al

because he had just gotten slashed and was feeling the excruciating pain, the man did not dare to

and get it yourself.” Waylon imitated the appearance of the man while he was

forehead

with the knife so flexibly, and that loser

is not someone

he dies,

believe that I’d kill, would they? Even if they were to believe in that theory, you’re the ones who kidnapped us at first. We killed you because we

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

man with a brush-cut gulped a mouthful of saliva and could not decide what to do for

to him, I’d

that the man would not dare to come over-the knife in his hand was a perfect weapon

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