My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 1183

“Someone’s here,” stated Quinton.

Derek was still switching on his computer since he was about to carry on with his work. Not taking Quinton’s words seriously, he replied, “It could be the security guards who are keeping watch at night.”

However, Quinton’s professional instinct told him that the people outside weren’t security guards.

Security guards wouldn’t walk so carefully.

He quietly got up and burrowed himself into a corner without making a sound, cautiously blending in with the night, like a cat lurking in the dark.

Then, the lights were silently switched off.

Even Derek noticed that something was strange.

He figured that Sandra would certainly lay a hand on him these days. Is she going to do so in the office building? Isn’t this a little too bold of her?

Upon that thought, Derek stood up as well. To his surprise, the door to his office was suddenly banged open before three burly men barged in from the outside; all of them had scars on their faces and were holding machetes.

Derek’s heart skipped a beat, but he put up a brave front by yelling, “Who are you guys?!”

 

He knew that these men came for him. As expected, Sandra made a move.

The strong desire to survive caused Derek’s physical strength and reflexes to reach their peak. He subconsciously picked up the chair on the floor to fight off the machete-wielding men, yelling, “What are you waiting for? Save me!”

 

Unfortunately, Quinton had disappeared without a trace amid the chaos.

As expected, this guy isn’t reliable at all!

These burly men had come well-prepared; their attacks were ruthless and by no means sloppy, for they never spoke from the moment they showed up until the moment they struck. One could tell at a glance from their expressionless faces and the chillingly frosty looks in their eyes that they were a bunch of desperadoes.

times, Derek was forced to step back to the front of the French

architecture, for several floors at the top level were designed to shape

had complained more than once that their office building looked like a cock, with Derek’s

a high altitude. As a result, the temperature in the office dropped drastically to below zero degrees Celsius. Derek trembled all over, knowing that

ideal

either be slashed to death or fall

resign himself to such

away step by step until he was in front of the holed French window. Cold air gusted in through

forcefully, causing him to lose his footing, and he fell into the darkness at high

he felt his hands being grasped firmly

dreaming. He must have been as dead as a doornail

this room just now, but they went missing in the blink of an eye. They hurried to the first floor to avoid unnecessary complications, only to see that the floor was very clean—Derek’s

from such a tall building, so where are

else since it’s so

falling off the building with their own eyes, so they thought he couldn’t possibly

was done, but we didn’t find the remains. Just rest assured, for our work is surely reliable. I have sent the surveillance footage of the

then they immediately set out to leave the city without

Boom!

tanker then exploded, reducing several human lives to ashes at

she learned of

by the person on the other end of

who was sleeping next to her, suddenly awoke with a start upon hearing the three names. He sat

footage showed Derek falling off the building? So they died together? How could that be possible? Quinton couldn’t even be killed

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