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Fifty-five stories up, at a breath-stealing height of 200 meters, Antonia stood teetering in the biting wind, trembling
from head to toe, her cries piercing the air, “Dad, Daddy!”
Estelle, clutching a part of her coat that had become a makeshift swing, gave it a shake, prompting an even more
terrified scream from Antonia.
Her face contorted by the gale, vertigo and fear stripped away all her previous arrogance and calm. She couldn’t
stop screaming, “Estelle, what are you doing?”
“Estelle, let me go!”
“Please, let me go!”
Her cries were a mix of tears and desperation, quickly dried by the wind as she shook uncontrollably. Words failed
her, leaving her with only her screams.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Antonia!”
Suddenly a voice rang out urgently. Estelle turned to see Cliff Crawley rushing toward them with his team.
Antonia plummeted half a meter from the rooftop, unable to see Cliff but hearing his voice, she cried out, “Dad,
save me, please save me!”
Cliff, fearing Estelle might actually throw Antonia off in a fit of panic, froze in place and watched breathlessly as the
girl clung to life on the rooftop. “Are you Estelle?”
The girl sitting on the rooftop wore a black blouse, dark green slacks, and short, sturdy boots. Her face was
stunningly beautiful but carried an aura of chilling menace.
Holding a life in her hands, she was as calm as a breeze on a cloudless day.
“That’s me,” said Estelle, her eyes and voice icy.
“Release Antonia, and I’ll agree to anything!” Cliff tried to negotiate gently. “Whatever you want!”
“Do you even know what your daughter has done?” Estelle asked coldly.
Cliff hesitated, then promptly replied, “No matter what she’s done, I apologize to you on her behalf, and I promise
you anything, just let Antonia go!”
“Apologies?” Estelle scoffed. “No, I never accept apologies—I believe in an eye for an eye.”
With that, she let the coat dangle a bit more, and the rooftop echoed with Antonia’s shrill cries of desperation.
“Daddy, Daddy!”
Cliff stood rigid, his gaze locked on Estelle; the bodyguards he brought with him dared not move.
“Estelle, do you want to know about Gab?” Cliff suddenly spoke.
Estelle whipped her head around, her gaze turning icy.
“What did you say?”
“Gab! Haven’t you been out of touch with Gab for quite some time? I can tell you—I know!” Cliff looked at Estelle
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmearnestly. “Let Antonia go, and I’ll tell you everything I know about Gab!”
Estelle narrowed her eyes. “How do you know Gab?”
“Because I do business in Tripe, and I’ve had dealings with people there recently!” Cliff said. “I guarantee the
information I have is valuable to you!”
The cold wind bit at Estelle’s skin, her expression turning frosty. “If you dare deceive me with Gab, I will make you
pay dearly!”
“Fine, if the information I give you is worthless, you can take Antonia back anytime!” Cliff declared resolutely.
Estelle heaved Antonia up, then tossed her down like a sack of potatoes.
“Ah!”
Antonia’s injured face scraped against the ground, leaving a trail of blood as she screamed in agony.
Estelle leaped back onto the rooftop and addressed Cliff, “Have your men stand down, then we’ll talk about Gab.”
Cliff, pained by his daughter’s condition, had his bodyguards carry her down, leaving only himself behind.
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