Chapter 22

There was silence.

Then, Stella suddenly laughed.

She laughed maniacally but with tears in her bloodshot eyes. “She’s scared of heights, but I’ll die…”

Weston frowned and turned away without looking at her anymore.

on his chest. He had never felt such heavy emotions before. He said hoarsely, “They just want money. You’ll be fine.” He was sure that he wouldn’t let anything happen to her. “What if their intention is to kill me?” Stella’s eyes were

say, “No. I’ll definitely save you, just

said that, he repeated, “Trust me, Stella. I won’t let you die.” Stella said nothing. She didn’t respond either. Her gaze gradually looked lifeless as she

Guinevere hugged him, burying her face in

by her shoulders so she could stand firm. He subconsciously turned to Stella, but the woman in

lifted his hand to hug her back. There was a look of struggle in his eyes. Stella stared at his heartless back profile with a smile on her lips. “Mr. Ford…” she called out to him, her voice scattering in the wind. The wind on the rooftop was strong and the helicopter was making a lot of deafening noise. The couple was holding each other affectionately while Stella could only watch in despair. However, she was still smiling with tears streaming down her face, and she looked enticing that way. Stella had a pretty face, but she was used to doing without

hard when he saw this. He teased in a voice that only the both of them could

come back alive… If you serve us brothers well later, we’ll give you a quick end. How

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