The other party quickly replied, ‘Put her down and you will be able to see your daughter.’

Cooper read the string of English messages and his ocean-blue eyes flashed with rage.

He had guessed that the enemy never intended to let Sophia live.

He put down the phone calmly while the knife in his hand was still stained with blood.

Cooper pointed the knife at the abandoned factory and shouted coldly, “I will give you one minute, Blade! I want to see my daughter now, or else I’ll kill this woman! I mean every word I say!”

Celine’s soft whimpers and Cooper’s voice echoed in the empty factory, each one sounding colder than the other; it felt like a gust of cold wind whistling and scraping people’s faces on a snowy mountain.

Unfortunately, the enemy did not respond; it seemed like he was waiting to watch something.

Cooper’s cold eyes glanced around. It was quiet and empty; there was no Sophia and no Blade, but he knew that his daughter was somewhere in a corner and Blade was already here.

Celine cried helplessly in pain, looking like a baby with her face covered in sweat and tears. Her thigh, which had been stabbed by Cooper, was still bleeding as it soaked through her pants.

15 seconds later, Blade and Sophia still hadn’t shown up.

 

Cooper struck without warning and plunged his blade into Celine’s bulging belly, the entire blade sinking into her flesh.

Celine grunted a painful grunt as her stomach was instantly soaked red. Cooper loosened his bloodied grip on the weapon, the hilt of the sharp knife coming out of her bulging belly. It was followed by Celine’s rapid breathing and painful spasms.

 

She screamed in pain as her throat barely made a sound; her mouth was blocked with tape, and only a faint, raspy sound escaped.

If Cooper continued to stab her like this, her unborn child would definitely not survive.

Cooper acted as though he couldn’t see Celine’s pained expression while he ruthlessly drew out the knife from her stomach; the blood from her abdomen spurted out like a bloody flower all over Cooper’s hand.

However, Cooper had no sympathy for her pain. He was a father who had gone over the edge and just wanted his own daughter.

If he had to do it for the sake of Sophia, his daughter, he would exchange the world for her life.

Celine had nothing

it

the angle and the force of the knife, it meant that he didn’t plan

wanted his own

to trick him, then he would kill

a burst of blood gushed out immediately. At that moment, Cooper looked like a murderous maniac;

like a shrimp. Her hands were tied with some rope that wrapped around

blood seeped out—Celine had no idea whether it was the child’s or her

the third time, the sound of footsteps finally came

him as

black sneakers. His light blue eyes were less majestic but

noticed that the pair of eyes above his mask were filled with rage and murder; it

carried a petite figure who was also

of Cooper and revealed her face—it

asleep; her cheeks were rosy and her

still not convinced as he choked Celine’s neck and threatened, “I want to see

was still bleeding; her face had gone pale as her eyes started to roll

eyes suddenly opened as she woke up and looked around in a daze before finally remembering what happened

He even wanted to exchange her for

recollected her thoughts, she saw Celine

body was covered in blood; not only were her stomach and thighs bloodied, there

knife that Cooper was holding onto dripped with blood as his other hand was wrapped

hurt

it was as if

“Dad? Why…”

voice was strained as

Celine in exchange for

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