In a five-star hotel. "Madam, the bomb expert sent by General Ritchie has arrived." After receiving the news, Quina rushed in and told Lilian. "Okay." Lilian, who was sitting restlessly in the room, immediately stood up and nodded. The increasingly strong and ominous feeling made her body tense. After hearing from Quina, she ordered, "Ask them to rush to the mansion immediately." "Yes, ma'am." Quina nodded. She hesitated for a moment and said cautiously, "But Madam, Johan sent a bomb expert to the mansion." Lilian sneered with disdain, "These terrorists are from the war-torn country. The bomb must be foreign to them. No matter how powerful the experts he sent are, they can't solve this mess. If they could, then I would have called them long ago." After hearing this, Quina suddenly realized Lilian's intentions. "I am doing this out of respect to Vivian. She was wise throughout her life. Now that it's only been days since she passed, the mansion that s
"Child, you must be tired." A warm and kind voice rang in her ear. The voice was familiar, coming from the distant horizon. She wanted to turn around to see who it was, but a pair of warm hands held her up. "Come and sit here. Don't worry." She didn't know who the person was and was led to sit on the lounge chair beside her. Naturally, she raised her head and found them looking at her. There was kindness and anxiety in their eyes. She had seen these eyes before. They were so familiar and warm. "Madam Lilian," Jenna cried out in surprise as she stared. Why was she here? "Yes, child, it's me." Madam Lilian didn't explain anything. She just sat down beside her and held her hand. She rubbed it gently and sighed. "Your hand is so cold. Child, you have suffered a lot. I'm sorry I'm late." Jenna was still watching her dumbfoundedly. It was beyond her expectation that Madam Lilian would be so kind. In fact, she and Lilian were not close. For Lilian to be so
"Mr. Richards, it's me," Alvin said anxiously. "Several bombs in the mansion have been deactivated, but there's a poisonous gas bomb. We can't take down bombs with different models. Currently, the bomb disposal experts are at a loss at what to do. They have never seen this type of bomb before. So, they don't dare to touch them. The sun is setting. According to Mr. Jordan's interrogation of the terrorists, Yadriel plans to flee abroad tonight at seven o'clock. Before he flees, he'll definitely trigger the bombs. The time for these bombs is all set at seven o'clock too. Time is running out. It's bad." Hansen's hand, which was holding the phone, trembled slightly. Soon, he said in a low voice, "Don't worry. He hasn't achieved his goal yet. Now, the police and army are searching for him. He can't escape. This must be one last dying struggle. Since he is still giving conditions, it means that he has some concerns. It'll be fine." As Hansen spoke, his heart sank. "Jenna, st
The people led by Gareth were so busy that most of them were sweating. Sensing the tall man's obvious contempt for them, they were irritated. The man looked at them and said, "Mr. Richards, we have been here for more than an hour. We have inspected the surroundings. It is basically safe outside. So, we would like you to cooperate." Trevor also knew that Gareth and the rest were unable to deactivate these bombs. Initially, he had wanted them to work together. However, the other party wasn't friendly and completely looked down on Gareth and his men. It was a really bad time for him to say anything. After all, they had been working hard. "Mr. Richards, Madam Lilian invited the world's top bomb experts. These bombs were all transported from the war-torn country. Your bomb experts should leave. Even if they deactivated them successfully, there will be risks. Therefore, I ask you to cooperate and ask them to leave as soon as possible. We are pressing for time. Either you continue
"What exactly do you want? Come at me if you have the guts. Don't implicate the innocent," Hansen asked through gritted teeth, holding back the anger in his heart. "It's very simple. Hand over the Ocean Heart and send it to the place I've chosen. If you want to be quick, then you must reach it within fifteen minutes. Otherwise, my suicide bombers will blow up and cause everyone to perish together with the mansion. I will send the address to your phone." After saying these words ferociously, Yadriel immediately hung up the phone. Hansen remained rooted to the spot. Soon, there was a message. He opened it and saw an address. Even though Hansen had grown up in A City, it took him a long time to figure out where the address was. It was indeed precise. When he arrived at the scene, the gunfight was over. Sabrina was protected by Norton as she heard a gunshot. Only a moment later did she realize what had happened. Warm liquid flew out from Norton's body. S
"Congratulations, Madam. Sara is indeed your daughter." Quina carefully opened the results. After reading it, she handed the results to Madam Lilian with a smile. With trembling hands, Madam Lilian accepted the results and took a look. Then, she took off her glasses and her eyes were filled with tears. She had found her daughter, but her daughter was now on the brink of death. This was the most painful and unbearable thing for a mother. She was only fifty years old, yet she looked older than that. "Madam, don't be sad. No matter what, you have an excellent granddaughter, Jenna. Don't be too hard on yourself. I believe that Sara will get well soon." Seeing Madam Lilian in a miserable state, Quina felt distressed. She tried to comfort her. When Jenna was mentioned, Madam Lilian came back to her senses and raised her head in a hurry. "By the way, how's it going in Richards Manor?" "Madam, the bomb experts have removed the bomb, but just a moment a
Jenna gently stroked Sabrina's hair. Her face was full of sadness. She sighed and whispered, "Sabrina, don't worry. Norton is a good guy. He will be fine." "I shouldn't have gotten angry with him in the first place. Otherwise, he won't get hurt. If anything happens to him, then what should I do?" Sabrina shook her head and cried harder. Jenna's hand froze. She simply hugged her shoulder, not knowing how to comfort her. Norton had done her wrong before. He was using his actions to prove himself. If anything really were to happen, then how could Sabrina bear this? "We can only pray that God saves him!" Jenna closed her eyes. Two hours later. The door of the operating theater slowly opened. "Doctor, how is Norton?" Sabrina bounced up from her seat and ran towards the doctor. She grabbed the doctor's sleeve and asked in a hurry. Director Brooks had a grave expression on his face. He looked at her and said gently, "Please calm down, Miss."
"Who should I hand it over to? You should know that I don't have much patience." Hansen's sword-like eyebrows knitted tightly, and his thin lips curved into a straight line, cold and stiff. "Haha." Yadriel laughed. "Mr. Richards, your death is nigh. I suggest you appreciate every second you have left." After saying that, he muted the call and ordered the pilot in front of him, "Wait, later when I say 'go', take off immediately." "Okay, sir," the pilot in the cockpit answered. Yadriel switched the surveillance video to another location. Immediately, the image of Richards Manor appeared on the screen. In Richards Manor, the hiding places of the terrorists were clear at a glance. One of them was hiding in a hundred-year-old tree in the Ink Garden, and the other was hiding in the underground passage in the Green Jade Garden. He had sent people to dig this passage a long time ago. It wasn't huge, but it was enough to hide one person. Moreover, no one would have