Triplets on Secret Mission

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

His body stiffened but the didn't turn around immediately.

On the other side of the rooftop, Guinevere was being pressed against the railings by another kidnapper.

Half of her body was over the roof.

She looked at the man in the distance with reddened eyes.

“I’m scared…”

She was trembling and her hair disheveled.

There was even a traumatized expression on her beautiful face.

The usually proud celebrity was now hugging her stomach in fear, staring at her fiance with reddened eyes.

“Don’t come here.

They’ll hurt you!”

Stella wasn’t at all fazed by her wails, and in fact even marveled at her acting skills despite this situation.

If she hadn’t woken up and overheard Guinevere’s conversation with the kidnappers, Stella might have actually been deceived by Guinevere’s acting skills too.

Stella didn’t understand why.

She had never actively provoked them before.

It was Weston who asked for the marriage, ruthlessly brought up divorce, and then wanted her to abort the baby…

Yet, Guinevere wanted her life instead!

Stella only wanted to keep the only child she could ever have.

Why must Guinevere force her to die?

Stella was never given a choice.

She was just a sacrificial item in their game of love!

She said nothing and stared straight at the man, watching him turn without hesitation to walk over to Guinevere.

It was as if that momentary pause she saw earlier was just a misconception.

Between her and Guinevere, Weston would always only choose Guinevere.

What was she hoping for…?

Stella dug her nails into her palm and the sharp pain jolted her mind awake.

She closed her eyes and forced down that surging pain to cry out in a hoarse voice, “Weston! She’s lying to you.

kidnappers are her

her covered her

and twisted as

“Shut up, b*tch!”

suddenly say that too, so

saw darkness flash across Weston’s eyes, she quickly regained her senses and put on a confused look,

saying? I

behind her suddenly grabbed

metal scratched her skin and a bloody

“Tss…”

Guinevere couldn’t resist hissing.

seemed to be in

her teeth and stared at Weston

took out a knife and held

closer! Where is the stuff I

his eyes, Weston tossed the suitcase onto the floor, stepped on

the amount, the

twisted his

“Let them go.

the

snorted a

“Mr.

a

so many people here

to actually give you both of these women back,

his expression

you can choose to take one

one… We’ll send

and she abruptly

struggled with all her might, yelling, “Believe me

let me return alive,

Her tears kept falling.

came to realize that no matter how tough

don’t push me

She sobbed.

know that… I wouldn’t joke about

eyes were dark

but he could

much time

Ford.

choose between these

“Three!”

“Two!”

“…”

breaking point and he couldn’t conceal the hostility on his

veins on

warned through gritted teeth, “You’d better

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