Chapter 1852
Chapter 1852
While waiting for Gregory to be done, John served me a cup of warm milk. “Drink it. Look at you now,
you’re as thin as a rake.”
“Better thin than being shot dead,” I teased him before drinking half the milk.
Despite being annoyed, John’s expression became serious. He suggested, “Now that you have the
data, you shouldn’t return to his side. Given how unpredictable he is, he might harm you anytime.”
“Hmm?” I shook my head at once. “No, with me there, he won’t try to flee. This matter has tormented
me for years. It’s time we end this.”
“Since you have made up your mind, you should just get it done. Don’t worry about Gregory, Emma
and I will take care of him,” John finally relented.
Just as he finished, Gregory was also done. John jolted for a moment when he tried to reach out and
stroke Gregory’s hair. After switching to his good hand, he completed what he set out to do.
Concerned by what I saw, I asked softly, “Have you been going to the physio recently?”
“How can I not?” John replied in a half-joking manner. “Emma would skin me alive if I don’t.”
I didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry. “In that case, you’d better obey her.”
John shrugged his shoulders without saying a word.
After a few days, I received a message from Benson: The operation has begun.
I deleted it and pretended that nothing had happened while I continue to stay by Nathaniel’s side.
Ever since we went overseas together, he lowered his guard against me and brought me along
wherever he went.
One week later, Benson, in collaboration with other foreign forces, finally raided the bases, dealing a
significant blow to Nathaniel’s organization. Consequently, Garrett ordered Nathaniel to bring me in for
questioning, but all he did was end the call in silence.
Two days later, when Nathaniel and I returned home, we saw Garrett, who was supposed to be NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.
overseas, sitting in the living room. At the same time, the entire house was swarmed with armed
bodyguards in suits which felt extremely intimidating.
Upon hearing footsteps, Garrett turned to look at the door with a piercing gaze. From the look in his
eyes, I could tell that he seemed intent on tearing me apart.
Under normal circumstances, Garrett would stay overseas to avoid the police. But this time, he took the
risk of returning personally due to Nathaniel’s refusal to carry out his instruction.
Meanwhile, Nathaniel paused at the door momentarily before holding my hand and leading me in.
Standing beside the sofa, he greeted respectfully, “Mr. Jensen.”
In response, Garrett gradually stood up and slapped Nathaniel on his face. At the same time, he gritted
his teeth and berated, “Nathaniel, do you know what sort of present you have given me? Hmm? The
attacks on our bases have caused me to suffer a massive loss!”
The final slap even threw Nathaniel’s face to the side.
Turning his face back in silence, Nathaniel didn’t utter a word of protest.
Unfortunately, that wasn’t enough to quell Garrett’s anger. After giving me the side-eye, he returned to
his seat in annoyance and ordered, “Kill that woman.”
With that, all the bodyguards in the house raised their weapons. It was followed by the sound of
cocking guns echoing through the house.
All of a sudden, Nathaniel screamed at the top of his lungs, “Go ahead and fire if you want everyone
here to die!”
Holding back from pulling the trigger, everyone looked toward Garrett for further instructions.
However, before Garrett could say a word, Nathaniel revealed his trump card. “The entire house has
been planted with enough explosives to level it to the ground. Mr. Jensen, please don’t force me into a
corner.”
Suddenly, I felt a chill down my spine when I realized that Nathaniel had such a terrifying plan in place.