Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle

Chapter 685

Chapter 685 That Must Be True Love

MadRose was not intimidated by Luke because she thought that she had the advantage in numbers.

She did not expect that Luke would be brazen enough to take her as a hostage.

"Let go of him, Matthew! Otherwise, none of you will survive!" Kassy pointed her gun at Luke's head.

Her hand was shaking. Evidently, she was conflicted.

She knew of MadRose's cruelty better than anyone else. Luke and his followers might be formidable, but they were already seriously injured, and they were not going to be able to successfully escape the heavily-defended island.

"If I'm not going to survive this, I don't mind taking all of you down with me! " Luke said coldly.

"Heh, you ignorant brat, you won't leave here alive even if you kill me," MadRose said brazenly.

"If that's the case, all of you can die!" Luke smirked coldly and tightened his vice-like grip on Madame Rose's neck. Her eyes were beginning to glaze over.

MadRose coughed, and her face turned red.

Even so, she yelled at Kassy, "Kassy, kill... kill that b*stard... quick..."

Luke bashed MadRose's face in with the butt of his pistol.

Several teeth fell out of MadRose's mouth. Blood flowed freely, and she gasped in pain.

That angered her even more. "Quick, Kassy, kill... kill him..."

Luke placed MadRose in front of his body. He was using her as his meat shield.

If the mercenaries opened fire, MadRose would be riddled with bullet holes.

Kassy aimed her gun at Luke and hesitated.

She hated Luke for his betrayal, but at the stime, she did not want to hurt him.

The mercenaries dared not act rashly and waited for Kassy's command.

Luke aimed his pistol firmly on MadRose's temple and commanded her, "Tell your people to back off, MadRose!"

He knew MadRose's personality very well. She might have caused the deaths of so many people on the island, but she was afraid of dying.

MadRose gritted her teeth, waved at her mercenaries, and wheezed through her missing front teeth, "Efferyone, shtand back... and let them go..."

The mercenaries who surrounded them took several steps back and opened up a path for them.

Luke brought MadRose to the middle of the hangar.

A helicopter was parked there.

"Get on," Luke signaled to Gale and the others.

The three people got into the helicopter in a single file.

Gale went into the cockpit while Rain and Thunder guarded the entrance with assault rifles, aiming them at the mercenaries.

"Get on the helicopter, Boss!" Thunder shouted at Luke.

Every second they stayed on the island decreased their chances of success. No one knew what would happen in the next moment.

Moreover, they had a traitor among them.

Luke tugged MadRose and took step by step up the helicopter.

Just as they were about to succeed, MadRose suddenly struggled violently and fired a razor-thin silver thread from the sapphire ring on her finger toward Luke's eye.

Luke was caught by surprise. He dodged the thread in the nick of time, aimed his pistol at Madame Rose's ear, and fired a shot.

MadRose yelped in agony. Her ear was sliced off, and blood flowed freely. She was about to pass out from the pain.

She roared at her mercenaries, "Kill this ingrate! Kill them all..."

Luke's gaze turned cold. He quickly got into the helicopter, blew MadRose's brains out with a bullet, and kicked her out of the helicopter before her eyes were closed.

"Let's go!" Luke had gotten into the cabin when he saw a grenade flying toward him.

"Leave without me, Boss!" Thunder pounced toward the grenade and absorbed the impact with his body. Instantly, he was blown into pieces.

"Thunder!" Luke's mind instantly went blank. However, it was not the tto mourn. He quickly closed the door and ordered, "Let's go!"

The helicopter rose into the air.

Countless bullets fired toward the helicopter, but it was already too late.

Kassy's gaze turned cold as she watched the helicopter disappear into the night sky.

'Heh, do you think you can run away, Matthew?'

The Norman residence.

Bianca was about to leave for Moscow.

That morning, Queenie prepared all of Bianca's favorite dishes for breakfast.

Bianca had not rested well for the past few days because she was gathering information on Wayne Blatt. The results were disappointing. The man was too mysterious, and she could not find anything on him. That made her very frustrated.

Bianca got up very early and saw her mother working busily in the kitchen while her father washed the vegetables at the sink. They were a loving couple.

She envied her parents. They had been through so much over the years, but they were loving toward each other like newlyweds.

The stern and influential politician in public was so pliant and docile in front of his wife, willing to listen to whatever she said.

They had been married for more than twenty years, but Queenie looked young. When Bianca and Queenie stood together, they were often mistaken for sisters.

Bianca knew that her mother enjoyed a blissful marriage. Jack Norman pampered her and never let her down.

She envied that marriage, and she wished that her marriage would be like that too.

Unfortunately for her, she did not even know the whereabouts of her husband.

In the kitchen.

Jack tasted the soup and frowned. "I think it's a little too light. I wonder if our daughter would like it."

Queenie tasted the soup too. Then, she smiled at her husband. "It's your first tmaking soup for our daughter. No matter the taste, Bianca would appreciate what you've done for her. She's a sensible and empathic girl."

Jack grinned sheepishly. "Mm. I never knew that it's so difficult to cook. You should teachhow to cook sometso that I can cook for you after I retire."

Queenie rolled her eyes at Jack. "Don't worry about it. I’d rather not get poisoned!"

Bianca felt envious when she saw that exchange. Perhaps that was what true love looked like.

She was about to step into the kitchen when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest that made her double over...