Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 704

Now that Andy was in peril and there was no fire anymore, the herd of dogs began barking belligerently at Olivia.

She threatened, "Tell them to back off, or I'll make you die before me."

He snorted. "Do you think death scares me?"

Instead of answering his question, she pierced his skin with the tip of the pencil. The sharp sting stunned him for a moment.

"Does it now? If you let me out of here, then I'll let you go."

He could feel the blood oozing down his neck, but as though he felt not a smidgen of pain, he flashed a sinister smile at Olivia.

"Let you out of here? As you wish!"

Right then, Andy ordered the dogs, "Attack her!"

They advanced toward her immediately under his behest. Olivia took a glimpse at the gate, thinking whether she could outrun them—the answer was 'no'.

Leaving with no choice, she dragged him along with her while retreating to that room. This time, she yanked him along as well. Neither of them would be able to make it out, whereas the dogs could not enter the room without the keys.

sent an SOS message to North for help. He should be able to locate this place at any moment. Thus, her only job now was to

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kidnap me then? Don't you know what kind of consequences lie ahead of

what? Death

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who you're working for, but you shouldn't put your life at stake. If Eugene finds out about it, he'll never let you off the hook. Don't you think that it's

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