In My Desperate Time

"I'm sorry. Miss Whitney won't see anyone. If you try to barge in, we will stop you."

One of them says to me.

His tone speaks of death.

I'm scared.

But for Frances, I must buckle up.

I force a smile and say to him, "Please inform her Jane is here. I'm begging for her forgiveness. She will come out to see me."

But actually, I'm not sure she would.

Whitney has been hiding here for so long, so she is probably going to stay inside.

However, I am willing to bet her pride will tempt her to see me bow.

Sadly, the guard wouldn't even do that. He shakes his head and says, "Mr. Jordan says no one can see her. If you don't leave, we will use force."

As he speaks, he touches the gun at his waist.

Although I've been practicing shooting recently, I'm still afraid of guns.

The bullet has no eyes. I might die if I am not careful.

I look up and find the villa isn't that big. If I shout, Whitney should hear me.

After pondering for a while, I take two steps back and yell, "Whitney, I want to see you!"

There is no response.

sure she

my throat hurts from the

as you can get Lawrence to let Frances off, you can do

I add.

long time passes, yet

give up just

the window on

at me

bodyguards beside her, and they look even stronger than the ones around me.

let me talk

shout at

for two seconds before disappearing

least I

all out

saying goes, with utmost sincerity no difficulty

sees how serious I

I kneel there for an entire

a car drives

a suit, gets off the car

walks over and

like he

Are you here to

at him, bit my lip, and

you think it's too late

at me coldly and