The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 966

A man in a police uniform continued pointing his sniper rifle at Madeline. He was unmistakably on guard, ready to shoot another bullet if the last was not fatal.

However, it seemed the chances of Madeline surviving were low. Rosalie stared at Madeline, twitching on the ground. Then, she noticed a device rolling out of Madeline’s pocket, and Rosalie’s expression changed slightly.

The device resembled a remote control with a countdown. Now, it was counting down from 8, 7, 6…

It was a timer.

‘Was Madeline fiddling with this timer in her pocket?

What exactly is this device for?’ Rosalie suddenly had a bad feeling, but Madeline could no longer speak by then. After her body convulsed for a while, she stopped moving, as if announcing the end of her life. Then, Jonathan rushed forward and grabbed Rosalie’s arm. “Let’s go! I’ll take you to the hospital.” As he said that, he bent down to pick her up.

“Jon, this timer-” An explosion suddenly went off before Rosalie could finish her words, and the whole building began to shake.

It was a bomb.

Rosalie froze and finally understood what the timer in Madeline’s pocket was used for. It was a device to detonate the bomb.

“Everyone, get out of here!” Jonathan ordered.

Those who could work for Jonathan were naturally skillful. Within a short time, they had already started looking for the best escape route.

The helicopters hovering in the sky lowered the rope ladders. These helicopters could carry some people

away.

parts of the abandoned building began

and tried to hold their

on the helicopter!” Rosalie shouted. Her friend was pregnant, and the safest

worry! Someone will take Lillian to

side and led her

her friend holding the rope ladder and slowly climbing up, Rosalie finally calmed down

on her neck first, fearing that she would bleed more. “Don’t

the rope ladder nearest

wearing a top then, and the freezing rooftop wind made

particularly at ease because he was there. It felt like she did not need

you saved me again,” Rosalie murmured. “Just now, if Madeline didn’t get distracted, do you… You

would hurt every time she spoke, she still could not help but ask him the question.

distracted, I’d continue stripping. If she keeps holding you hostage until the end, and I can’t find an opportunity to save you, even if she wants me to crawl

full of shock as she stared at

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much for me?”

that I’d go

shook her head with

danger one day, will you also come to save me, no matter what?” He asked as if directing the question to himself

her on the ground where many cracks had been

loud explosion sounded.