Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 883 willingly hostage

"What, did Hank find the baby?" Leo snapped.

I was silent, didn't have time to respond to his words, and expressionlessly pressed the callback button.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is switched off, please dial again later."

Repeated several more times with the same result.

Throwing the phone aside, I sat down on the couch like a deflated ball, staring up at the ceiling and

sinking into deep thoughts.

Hank called at this time, perhaps only at this time, he had access to the phone, only a few words, and

then suddenly no sound, perhaps someone broke in and hung up forcibly.

But there is no doubt about one thing: Hank is alive.

Although it is still unclear what the purpose of those people luring Hank to Country M is, but it is good

that they have not let Hank get hurt so far.

But why was Hank so against me going to Country M?

He revealed the news of the child to me while desperately trying to bear it alone, seemingly splitting

into two personalities?

So far, only Hank knows the whereabouts of the child, but he knows that the other side is crowded, but

he still insists on risking his life.

Perhaps there was something more worrying to Hank than the kids, and that something was the reason

Hank stopped me from going to Country M.

I'm thinking that maybe this is the right way to think.

If my thinking is correct, then there is only one reason why Hank won't let me go to Country M. That's

because those people are simply coming for me.

Perhaps the bouncer will know something.

Thinking of this, I squeezed my palm and rushed to the basement again, Leo was not sure of the

situation, but followed.

The inside had been cleaned, but the air was still thick with the smell of blood. The bodyguard's upper

body was wrapped in bandages and lay dying on a plank bed, and most of Leo's men had retreated,

leaving only one on guard.

"Get out." I commanded.

The man skipped over me and looked behind me at Leo, and only after he got the affirmative did he lift

his feet and walk out.

"Brother, you go out too, I have something to ask him alone." I said again.

There was no movement behind me, so I figured Leo was unsure and spoke up to reassure, "This guy

only has one breath left, what can he do to me?"

After a few moments of silence, Leo was finally convinced by me to walk out, closing the door in the

process.

The room was completely calm, I walked up and looked at him from a high position, my voice

indifferent, "Want to get out of here?"

The original drowsy suddenly opened his eyes and the next second struggled to sit up from the wooden

plank bed.

As expected, even after being stabbed and tortured for so long, those images of weakness just now are

just pretend.

"We can do a deal." I was incredibly calm and collected, "But I have one condition, tell me, how about

the baby?"

"Miss Kennedy, we don't want to die, but we're not so bad as to treat a little child less than a month

old." The bouncer's face swung open a little bit with a smile that made his whole face look a little grim.

Such a ruthless man, his words naturally can not be fully believed, but with Hank's circumstantial

evidence, I was barely relieved.

I had to trust this guy and believe that they would not hurt my son.

Even so, the baby is still too young to follow a group of strangers displaced and tossed around, how

good can it be?

When I think of this, my heart feels like it's being pulled, and I feel the pain.

Taking a sharp breath and calming down, I turned around and walked to the corner, picked up the

dagger I had just picked up, turned around and walked over to the bodyguard and handed it over, "You

know what to do?"

The bodyguard looked up at me with a slight frown and hesitated for a second, as if considering the

feasibility of the matter.

But soon, he made a decision.

The bodyguard stood up strongly, picked up the bloody jacket on the ground and put it on, grabbed the

knife from my hand in a raw manner, put the blade on my neck and walked out a little.

Leo had been guarding the door, and when he saw the bodyguard holding me, his face immediately

sank.

Leo's men, on the other hand, stood in a quick circle around the basement door.

I don't know who informed Dennis, but he took Toby and came through the side entrance path.

After looking at Dennis for a second, but not seeing surprise and panic in his eyes, I sheepishly averted

my eyes to keep him from prying into my intentions.

Dennis is so smart that he could not have guessed that the bodyguard was able to successfully hijack

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"Clara," Dennis' voice takes on a special accent when he's angry.

I hesitated and went out of my way to look at him again.

Turning my face, I fell deep into Dennis' deep vision.

After a moment of stalemate, the tangled and obscure emotions in Dennis' eyes suddenly dissipated,

as if he had figured it out, and was incomparably calm.

"Not nervous? The knife was at your neck and you never said a word to save your life." Dennis' words

didn't have a trace of warmth.

Heart sinking, I clenched my fists.

Dennis's comment was meant to be too purposeful.

He had seen through the game and was angry at my decision to volunteer to be a hostage without

regard to my safety, but he would not immediately sentence me to death; he was waiting for me to

make a choice.

Although the bodyguard's knife was at his neck, it was not difficult for Dennis to really save me.

Now even Leo saw through it, his emotions were written on his face and he looked at me with almost a

commanding tone, gritting his teeth, "Clara, I just warned you that there are some things you can't do!"

The bodyguard looked at them and then turned his face to look at me, breathing heavily and sneering,

"It seems Miss Kennedy has not yet discussed with her family, look how sad it makes them? One of

them is not to be messed with. Guess if we can walk out of here?"

Boom...

I came to my senses and was reminded by the bodyguard's words.

Dennis thought I would willingly become a hostage to hold them hostage for the sake of my children?

I abruptly looked at Dennis, Dennis stood motionless, his long trench coat was blown by the north wind

fluttering, the whole person looks silent and lonely.

A momentary hesitation flashed through me.

However, as soon as I think of the child, all those insignificant hesitations vanish from my mind.

Leo all use means are used, the other party's purpose is still unclear, there is a baby as a bargaining

chip, has long been ready, spell out the last breath of preparation, no matter what we do, there will be

no results.

The only one with the fastest access to the group that took the baby was this bodyguard.

The bodyguard's words could only be heard by the two of us, but his face was full of blood and bruises,

and his movements with the knife were extraordinarily brutal, his body moved slightly, and the blade

sank into the flesh for one more point, which made my situation look extremely dangerous.

Dennis kept staring at me, his face changing in an unpleasant manner.

Looking at him, I opened my mouth, but I didn't know where to start?

At this point, whatever I say is wrong.

There is no way I can change my decision as far as Dennis ......