Chapter 66

“How… do you want me to make you feel better?”

Renee asked earnestly, her back pressed tightly against the seat, her eyes innocent and clear.

Honestly, she didn’t know how to feel.

She should have felt elated and vindicated to see the man in this predicament.

Yet, seeing how sad he was, she felt a little bad.

“The best way to forget someone is with time and a new love. I have plenty of time. But a new

love…”

Stefan stared at her intensely. He lifted her chin slightly with his long finger and said in a low voice, “Everyone said that you’re a better version of Cecilia Smith. How about you become her substitute for a few minutes and give me a comforting kiss?”

He closed his eyes. His pronounced facial features were perfect, as if they were sculpted. His

thin lips slowly moved closer to Renee.

No woman could refuse such a handsome face.

The old Renee would have fallen for it too…

But now, her mind was crystal clear. Her fists tightened.

You want me to be a substitute?!

In your dreams!

Renee gathered her strength, preparing to drop him to the floor.

Suddenly, her keen ears detected an unusual sound in the quiet car.

“Don’t move!”

Stefan opened his eyes. It was obvious from the look in his eyes that he wanted more. “You’re resisting me?”

“Stop it!”

‘s something wrong with your car!”

instantly became alert. His

you hear that?

held his

was a beeping sound coming from

swallowed hard. She found it hard to breathe. “If I’m guessing correctly, there’s a ticking time

“What did you say?”

Stefan’s face stiffened.

was losing

wanted to get up to check, but Renee pushed him back down.

not to move!”

used to being in control, was being ordered around by a young woman for the first

he

remained in his seat as she

gonna

on her past experience, she carefully slid over to the driver’s seat and bent down to

a dangerous and tense moment,

because her posture at the moment was way

dropped down like a waterfall, giving off a soft fragrance. Her petite

a

dry. He gulped and quickly turned away to

window.

behavior. She was too busy inspecting the bottom

seat.

seat. It was the size of a fist

  1. There was still two minutes before the countdown reached

F

blue. To her, this bomb might as well be a toy. She could already deal with something like

“What’s the situation?”

in a

minutes left. Hand me a pair of

and stretched

car. He rummaged around for a pair of scissors and

wanted to see if the young

of scissors. She carefully checked the bomb’s wiring

difficult pose.

wire to cut in the shortest

“Beep, beep, beep…”

He was finally starting

like he was afraid of death; he was just afraid that

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