The man's reaction was incredibly swift. Just as he threw the remote, he viciously tightened his grip around my neck, causing me to tilt backward.Before I could comprehend what was happening, I was dragged over the platform's railing, plummeting downward. I instinctively let out a scream. This feeling was terrifying, something I had experienced many times in my dreams.The man's arm, tightly clung to my neck, refusing to let go.Just as I realized I was falling, suspended mid-air, I felt my ankle suddenly being clamped. My body abruptly halted, but the grip around my neck intensified, making breathing difficult.In the next moment, another gunshot echoed, and I heard a muffled sound as something pierced into the flesh. I felt my neck tighten even more, and my vision started to blur. However, fortunately, my neck suddenly felt relieved.A rush of fresh air filled my lungs, and I instinctively covered my neck, gasping for breath.In fear, I widened my eyes and looked up. I found
However, I distinctly heard his voice trembling. Even his arms around me were shaking.I was completely limp in his arms, making me question the reality of everything before me. I could even feel my teeth incessantly chattering.After a while, Atlas gently released me, scrutinizing my face and checking if I was injured. Then, he embraced me tightly again, as if afraid of losing me once more, and kissed my forehead passionately.Later, he bent down, lifting me in his arms. With the protection of the group, we left the rooftop and exited the Bourdamun Hotel.Only at that moment did I realize that the people in the banquet hall on the second floor had already been urgently evacuated, and the entire building had been swiftly cleared out.As we left the Bourdamun Hotel, I noticed a crowd of cops surrounding the area. A white sheet covered a figure on the ground, stained with vivid red blood.The air was still filled with the scent of blood, and not far away, there was the explosion si
I trembled, leaning weakly against his chest. At that moment, I felt an unprecedented sense of safety and happiness.It was good to be alive. He continued to comfort me, holding me close.Gradually, I regained my composure."Are the people inside the building safe? You said they've been evacuated, right?" I asked urgently, sharing with Atlas what the man on the rooftop had told me and what I had thought.Then I added, "We can't stay at the Bourdamun Hotel anymore. Someone’s pulling the strings behind this, and when he controlled me, he was in constant communication with that person. The mastermind behind this has been monitoring the situation. He told me there's a bomb in the banquet hall.”I looked at him anxiously, afraid of missing any clues.Atlas reassured me, "Don't worry. Right after we left, bomb disposal experts went in to check the building thoroughly. Everyone inside has already been evacuated.""When did they evacuate?" I asked in disbelief."After you discovered
Atlas's enchanting smile could captivate anyone. He pinched my nose playfully and said, "Do you know why that guy's earpiece suddenly beeped in his ear?"Of course I knew. Without that sound, he wouldn't have withdrawn his hand abruptly to touch his ear, and his wrist wouldn't have taken a bullet.The situation demanded that we make him release the remote control. If he retained control, the consequences would be unimaginable."That was our professionals deliberately creating noise to divert his attention. Our sniper only hit his hand when he was distracted." Atlas's explanation didn't match my speculation."But we didn’t expect him to take you down with him," he said, hastily holding me close. I knew how terrified he must have been."I didn’t think he would make me fall with him. If that shot hadn't hit him, we would've..." I sighed and closed my eyes, refusing to dwell on it.He looked at my face regretfully and said, "It's my fault for being careless. I didn't even notice you
"It's still under investigation, but we found out that the intercepted IP address is from overseas," Dylan said helplessly."Overseas?"I couldn't help but feel disheartened. I thought that those who were capable of committing such a terrible thing would likely be from abroad. It might be the organization from Jitador or Denton, but they were all foreign forces.Based on my conversation with the man, I couldn't determine which group they belonged to because we suspected both parties.Suddenly, I remembered something. I quickly asked Dylan, "Did the man have a tattoo on his arm?"Dylan gave me a confident and accurate response, "No."When I heard that, I fell into thought. Then it hit me, "That's not right. I saw it clearly. The man who exited the elevator on the fifteenth floor had a serpent tattoo on his wrist."At that moment, Atlas's phone rang.He quickly answered the call, and based on his conversation, I could tell it was Noah, asking where we wereAtlas brought him
Our group rushed to Bourdamun's office building, which had been brightly lit for the groundbreaking ceremony. All the relevant personnel for the ceremony were present, and an emergency meeting had been convened overnight.Noah presided over the meeting. The atmosphere was solemn.Several departments reported on the situation, including Dylan, who delivered a detailed speech.It was heartening to see that these high-ranking leaders displayed a clear and resolute attitude, true to their influential positions. They would not bow down to any intimidation.Ultimately, we decided to proceed with the groundbreaking ceremony as planned.Arthur immediately ordered the mobilization of additional special forces to ensure that the ceremony would progress smoothly. Everything returned to normal as if nothing had happened, and the atmosphere became peaceful and joyful once again.To avoid causing panic, all the VIPs who were originally at the Bourdamun Hotel returned voluntarily and resumed th
There was still no news from TrinityAfter returning to Foswood, I went to see Anson. Although he looked pretty dejected, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss.I had lunch with him at the Huffman residence, but he was in low spirits. I didn't linger after the meal. I bid him farewell and headed straight back to the office.The situation with Trinity was perplexing. How could a person of her stature just disappear without a trace?I tried calling Trinity twice, but her phone was still off. Meanwhile, Atlas was busy organizing his affairs and preparing to depart for Jitador.We had decided last night that regardless of the circumstances, we had to find accurate information about her somehow. After all, the Huffman family had been helping us investigate my father's whereabouts all this time. We still weren’t sure what had happened to Trinity, but we couldn’t remain indifferent.During dinner, I mentioned to Anson that Atlas would be leaving for Jitador tomorrow.He
Ivanna, quickly slid on the couch, using my lap as a makeshift pillow. She seemed utterly exhausted, not caring about the unfamiliar surroundings.With a sigh, she began, "I have a servant's fate. I was born to endure hardship. Recently, everything became a mess. I’m always dealing with people, it's truly exhausting. I've had enough."She looked at me with a pitiful expression."This time, I finally had a chance to do a program properly. I’m thinking of making a notable achievement and laying the foundation for a promotion. Unexpectedly, troubles kept arising from the moment I took charge. It's not just tiring, it's downright scary. Can you believe it?"I chuckled and teased her, "Why are you scared? Let's switch places, and you can dangle from the rooftop for an interview. How about that?" Recalling the situation from before, I still felt a lingering fear. I could almost sense Atlas’s hands gripping my ankle with a hint of helplessness."By the way, I haven't had a chance to ask