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.

as if a huge rock was weighing down 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

man paused before gritting his teeth to say, “No. I’ll definitely save you, just not

Stella. I won’t let you die.” Stella said nothing. She didn’t respond either. Her gaze gradually looked lifeless as she laughed dejectedly. At the edges of the roof, the kidnappers exchanged glances and nodded at each

and Guinevere hugged him,

her away instead, holding her by her shoulders so she could stand firm. He subconsciously turned to

eyes darkened, but he stiffly 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

behind her couldn’t resist swallowing hard when he saw this. He teased in a voice

you don’t come back alive… If you serve us brothers well later, we’ll give you a quick end. How

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