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

my throat hurts from the

as you can get Lawrence

I add.

passes, yet no one answers

give up

appears behind the

me

there are two bodyguards beside her, and they look even stronger than the ones around me. It is highly likely that they

let me talk

shout

stands there for two seconds before disappearing from my

I

to go all out for it. So,

saying goes, with utmost

serious I am, she might be

to my surprise, I kneel

drives into

in a suit, gets off the car and glances

walks over and

like he is

Are you here to

look at him, bit my lip,

think it's too late

me coldly and says with