NovelEnglishChapter 272 Struggling for air, my consciousness began to blur.
The discomfort was so unbearable that I wished for death Thad vowed to never entangle with Bryant again, yet in this dire situation, he was the only person my mind could grasp.
"Bryant. Please, cquickly. Save me. I silently pleaded in my heart Just as i was about to lose consciousness completely, a bucket of cold water was suddenly splashed over me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe basement, almady chilled by the diught, beceven colder, snappingback to ssemblance of awareness while makingshiver uncontrollably The icy water trailed down my cheeks, neck, and under my collar, biting into my bones As I lifted my eyes, I saw Dorothy tied up to a pillar nearby Her face bore the imprint of two slaps, and her clothes were filthy and tattered, presenting a picture of utter disarray Vet, she stood on a chair, calm and composed.
I let out a weak, cold laugh, "Looks like you're quite the actress." "Does it matter?" Dorothy retorted with confidence. "All that matters is who hell choose! At that moment, the sound of a car engine approached.
Dorothy kicked away the chair beneath her, castinga superior look, “Jane, don't blme. Blyour lowly status that makes you so easy to manipulate.
Soon, a familiar figure descended into the basement, his posture dignified, still dressed in the bespoke suit from the moming.
His gaze instantly found mine, his pupils narrowing, before someone stopped him a few feet away. Jamrod, lighting a cigar with a smile, greeted, "Mr. Ferguson, it's not easy getting a moment with you." Bryants expression darkened, his gaze sharp and foreboding, "Let them go." "I was hoping to do sbusiness with Mrs. Ferguson today, Jarrod settled into a chair. “But then, my men tellMs. Myers here has sunclear ties with you. Couldn't decide who to take, so I brought both." "What do you want?" Bryant asked impatiently.
Jarrod burst into laughter, "I don't want anything now Just curious to see, Mr. Ferguson... who you'd choose to save." Bryant's eyes narrowed, his gaze sharp. "What are you implying?" A handgun was placed in front of him. With a twisted smile, Jarrod explained. This gun has just one bullet left. Mr. Ferguson, pick someone to use it on, the rest is up to you." The implication was clear. the gun was meant for eitheror Dorothy Bryant's jaw clenched, too far forto clearly discem his expression.
My breathing slowed involuntarily With a chilling tone, Bryant asked, "Are you sure?" "Mr. Ferguson, 1, can you really care for two women at once? What's wrong with g no regard for human life.
Bryant held the gun, hesitating to act getting rid of someone insignificant?" Jarrod clearly had
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSuddenly, Jarrod grabbed another gun from his man, pointed it first at me, then at Dorothy, swinging it back and forth. My heart raced to my throat! No one is immune to the fear of death.
I'm no different
Dorothy looked at Bryant in desperation, "Bryant. Gave me!" Th content is on novelenglish.net! "Still undecided?"
Jarrod cocked the gun, "111 count down from three.
veelix haven't m decided by then, I decide for you!"
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