Chapter 598 Making a Bet

A cold glint appeared in Maxwell's eyes. "What are you doing, Becca?"

Rebecca's movements were hard to discern in the dark, but in the moonlight illuminating the stairwell, he could make out the blade against her neck.

If his vision had been sharper, he might have noticed the blood on the blade. He might have realized that she wasn't merely toying with a fake knife.

"You can tell that I'm making a bet with my life," she said calmly and determinedly. Her action might seem outrageous, but that was the best solution she could come up with.

She glanced at him and said nonchalantly, "I don't know how important I am to you, but based on what you did, I believe you don't want anything bad to happen to me. I'm doing this out of desperation. Please free my friend."

Had he kept his word and freed Ellen, she wouldn't have resorted to threatening him. Despite not knowing how important she was to Maxwell, she wanted to give it a try.

During the confrontation, a vague memory surfaced in her mi