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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1430
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“Now, here’s what’s going to happen. Either you drive east to Karina or west to Rosalynn. I’ll give you

thirty minutes. Make up your mind.”

With that, a telltale click echoed, signaling the end of the phone call.

“Kennedi!” Barlow roared, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

He was holding two lives in his hands. Choosing one of them would be as good as murdering the other.

What the hell was he supposed to do?

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He closed his eyes and took deep breaths, trying to sort out his thoughts.

His eyes snapped open after a long moment, his gaze cold and hard.

He started the car and headed west.

He was betting on a minuscule hope that Kennedi was not a complete monster.

She was hurt, and all her actions leading up to this point were simply a way to find release for all her

anger.

If his hunch was right, she was next to Karina right now.

She wanted Karina to see his choice and make her hate him.

After all, it was Kennedi’s ultimate goal. Her grudge would only be quieted by his suffering.

With how things are right now, the wisest choice would be to save Rosalynn.

Barlow stepped on the gas and sped through the road.

He knew that he was being watched, so he didn’t waste any time.

Taking out his phone, he called Blair.

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“Send your men to the east and find Karina. It would take around thirty minutes to get there from Middle

Street. Stay on the lookout for an abandoned factory. If you find one, she’s probably there.”

Blair answered, “Got it.”

After a moment of hesitation, Barlow added, “If Karina is unharmed when you find her, let the culprit

go.”

Blair was confused.

“Why?”

“Because I owe her. She is not a bad person,” Barlow said.

Blair pondered for a moment before asking, “So I guess Kennedi’s behind this?”