Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 346 Ethan, Your Singing Is Off-key

The police car's siren could be heard in the distance. Jasmine cried and pounded on

the door, knowing that Ethan had already called the police.

Wiping away her tears, she suddenly calmed down.

He had found her and called for help. She would be fine.

Even in the darkness, he always managed to find her and pull her out of hell.

"Jasmine, can you hear me?" he shouted from outside.

"Ethan! I can!" she anxiously replied, leaving no time for fear.

"Don't be afraid; I've called the police, and the fire department is on the way. Once the iron gate is opened, I'll see you. Don't worry, okay?" he shouted to reassure her, tapping on the gate for her to hear.

"Okay," she cried, resting her forehead against the door, closing her eyes slowly, and taking deep breaths.

"Don't be afraid. Take deep breaths, listen to me, don't cry. I'll be coming in soon." He urgently kicked the door, but the roller shutter was too sturdy, requiring the fire department to break it down.

She slowly regulated her breathing, adjusted her heart rate, and tried to calm herself down.

She could hear him banging on the iron door outside, trying to comfort her with his presence.

She raised her hand, tapping on the warehouse door in response to him.

Unaware of the passing time, she had overcome her fear of the darkness and was now concentrated on responding to his knocks on the door.

He knocked three times, and she would respond with three knocks, proving that she was doing well.

Unconsciously, she managed to keep her composure for such a long time in a completely enclosed and dark environment.

This was her limit.

Outside the Cunningham Group.

In the black sedan, Connor checked his stopwatch, watching as the firefighters and medical personnel rushed into the Cunningham Group, and he pressed the timer. "Forty minutes," he said in a low voice.

Jasmine had been inside for forty minutes.

"Connor, the car we've been watching nearby is Annabelle's " the subordinate whispered from the passenger seat. "We've been tailing her all day, and she secretly met with the project manager of the Cunningham Group."

"Let's go. The next act won't be as good;

nodded and drove

car, they brushed past each

no idea that the people in the passing

trapped in a completely

lied

brought a stretcher, it's clear Jasmine must have been greatly frightened, perhaps even fainted. Even if she's not dead, there's no way

Jasmine. How could he leave her alone

who flaked on appointments at the last minute,

reason or excuse.

Ethan were out of the

Ethan saw us when he

someone keep an eye on

if Ethan investigated who locked Jasmine

through others. No matter how capable Ethan is, he won't

meticulous in her actions, and even if Ethan found a clue, it would be difficult for him to discover she

The Cunningham Group.

showering and was still wrapped

company. The fire department, police, and even an ambulance are there. Someone is trapped in

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frowned. "Why would someone make

the company's security? Where's the warehouse manager?" His

already calling his name in the

Edward's anger and peeked out from the bedroom. "What's

going on?" Coco

the police

Edward urgently pulled Nolan.

"Hurry."

still in a towel, asked

investigated," Edward

put on clothes." He was horrified. Did Edward lose his mind? He was being dragged

getting dressed"? Coco was also in a hurry, her voice trembling and

first." Edgar was also frantically running out in very casual

Ethan found her in time; otherwise,

shouted back at

Nolan thought, 'What's going on? Do

a warehouse, not a cold storage. It's only been a short while since we got off work. What's the big deal if it's closed for

He couldn't understand.