EuropeNovelChapter 1121: Their idle banter never so much as grazed Freya's composure.
The bearded man found himself respecting her steely resolve.
But now that her identity was out—now that she'd blindsided him—he realized he had no business provoking her further. After all, this wasn't a battle anymore, and the last thing he wanted was to push his luck with Freya.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"K, lower the gun-let's move this conversation somewhere private." The bearded man tossed aside the poker card, forcing a crooked smile. "This whole kidnapping was a joke, alright? We just wanted to watch Ellis lose his mind, that's it." Freya stood stone-still, the guns unwavering in her grip. She had no way of knowing if he was bluffing, or what kind of chaos might be unfolding outside. Dropping her guard now would be suicide.
The bearded man's shoulders sagged with an exasperated sigh. "If you think I'm lying, I'll call Ellis myself." "By all means.” Her voice cut through the tension, cool and unbothered. A moment's hesitation lingered before him. His finger hovered over the phone for a moment before he finally dialed. Silence stretched. The call went unanswered.
"Something's wrong!" "Ellis hit the base-we're wiped out!" "Guys!" A panicked voice shouted as the door slammed open.
The bearded man stiffened in disbelief. The two henchmen froze beside him.
Even Freya blinked in surprise.
The sstunned expression spread across all three faces.
Knowing his men would never joke about something like this, the bearded man quit playing games with Freya and spun toward the exit.
He barely cracked open the door when a pinpoint red dot burned between his brows.
The henchmen froze in panic. One of them choked out, "This isn't funny anymore. There's a sniper out there!" New updates in galThe bearded man didn't flinch or breathe a word. He could feel the crosshairs already stitched into his skin. No question who held the rifle-he'd recognize that threat anywhere.
His teeth ground together. "Ellis! Show your fucking self!" he bellowed, voice echoing with raw fury.
Never in his wildest dreams had he thought Ellis would escalate a prank into an all-out siege. "We were just screwing around, and you stormed in here like it's a damn war!"
He couldn't believe Ellis had hauled in a sniper. Over a stupid joke. A string Ligke: of silent curse's Blazed through his mind. From the shadows, Ellis emerged in a crisp, dark suit, every gesture smooth and precise, a predator wrapped in silk.
He stopped just out of arm's reach, lips curled in a faint, cold smile. When he spoke, his tone was soft but O razor-sharp. "You kidnapped my whole world... and now you want to laugh it off?"
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