When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 418 Grandpa’s Going to Faint

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Susie clapped her hands and pointed at the sky. “See those drones? My brother’s the one controlling them. And the stuff I injected those men with just now–that was his invention too. Don’t worry, grandpa; my brother’s got Mr. Payne’s people watching his back. He’ll be fine.”

Her words only made Waylon more uneasy.

“You two little rascals–do you have any idea how dangerous this is?”

They were dealing with ruthless terrorists; these kids were Baron and Natalie’s whole world. If anything happened to them, how could I ever face Natalie?

Susie just stuck out her tongue. “Oh, come on, grandpa, don’t be so scared! My brother and I have done way crazier stuff on the island.”

“What do you mean, crazier stuff? You and your brother mess around with dangerous things like this on that island? Doesn’t your father care at all?”

Waylon was livid. Baron had never mentioned how he raised his children.

He’d always thought, seeing how mature and well–behaved they were, that Baron had done a fine job; but hearing this, he was ready to explode.

“What island? You were living on an island before this?”

“Yeah! Daddy left my brother and me there with a couple of servants to watch us. We hardly ever saw him all year, and he wouldn’t let us contact the outside world. It was so boring! My brother and I just played with animals all day.”

The more she talked, the more Waylon’s heart ached.

“You mean to tell me all that dangerous stuff–you two made it yourselves on that island?”

His palms were slick with sweat. These are explosives, for God’s sake! How could Baron possibly let his kids play with that?

Susie, however, seemed unfazed. She kicked her legs casually and said, “Yup! We were bored, so we started experimenting. It was fun! Relax, Grandpa–this stuff’s child’s play for us; we’d never get hurt.”

Child’s play? What kind of decent family lets their kids mess with explosives and calls it

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Waylon about to pass out, Flynn

If you keep going, your grandpa’s going

blinked, confused. “Why would Grandpa kill

“Don’t ask.”

immediately covered

was dark

man began sensing something was wrong. The

and Flynn had been tied was now empty. His men were sprawled

to the balcony

curtains fluttered in the wind; the window was

“Damn it!”

nearly choked on his

played by a bunch

the hell are

cold and furious. “What are you waiting for, to get caught? Move

to

to block

small, bomb–like canisters came flying into

carrying a strange scent

knees began to buckle, he pulled a knife from his

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