His tone was cold and nacing, clearly not joking.
But upon hearing this, the kidnapper regretted not asking for more.
He should have asked for ten million!
As greed rose within him, intending to demand more, Ivy Kensington guessed his intention and said, "Even if it’s ten million, you won’t be able to take it."
If it’s done through an online account, even if the money is transferred to him, freezing the account later would be a piece of cake.
As for cash, ten million isn’t a small sum. Even if he gets it, it’s not sothing he can transfer safely all at once.
The kidnapper understood this, biting his teeth in hatred. "Five million then, not a penny less!"
Evan Lowell moved quickly, and in less than an hour, his assistant brought over several large boxes.
Money! It was the sll of money!
The kidnapper’s blood started to boil all over his body.
Suppressing his excitent, he said, "Open the boxes. I want to check if there’s really money inside."
These rich people are the most cunning. He couldn’t play them, so he had to check first.
Upon hearing this, Evan Lowell nodded slightly at the people around him. The assistant and others imdiately opened the boxes of money in front of everyone.
Bundles of red bills, enough to make one’s eyes turn red!
The kidnapper’s eyes couldn’t contain anything else but the stacks of bills in front of him. He swallowed hard and said.
"Kick all the boxes over to my feet, and none of you move."
He wasn’t stupid. He knew that if he handed over the hostage now, even if there was real money, he wouldn’t live to enjoy it!
Evan Lowell imdiately instructed everyone to move the money boxes to the specified location per the kidnapper’s demands.
"Now, can you release her?"
His gaze was fixed on Ivy Kensington.
Due to the extended hostage situation, Ivy Kensington was already having difficulty breathing, her face flushed with a tinge of bluish-purple, not looking well.
Evan Lowell was deeply concerned for her.
Ivy Kensington saw him looking at her nervously and gave him a faint smile.
"I’m fine, don’t worry about ."
By this ti, the money boxes were already at the kidnapper’s feet. He simply took off his shoes, using his toes to open the boxes. The money, which was slightly out of reach just monts ago, was now fully laid out in front of him.
Thrilled to the head, he used his foot to feel the taste of the money that belonged to him.
However, he quickly noticed sothing wrong...
Wait a minute, this money...
"You dare to deceive !"
The money was counterfeit!
The kidnapper instantly flew into a rage. Did they take him for a fool? How dare they toy with him using counterfeit money!
Furious, he was about to cut into Ivy Kensington’s neck with the knife. But Evan Lowell, unnoticed while the kidnapper was engrossed in inspecting the bills, had moved closer.
The mont he noticed, he raised his leg and kicked hard at the kidnapper’s stomach.
"Ugh..."
The kidnapper was kicked to the ground, clutching his stomach with a muffled groan.
Evan Lowell seized the opportunity to shield Ivy Kensington, asking with concern, "Are you okay?"
Ivy Kensington, who had cald down a long ti ago, was only feeling discomfort where the knife had pressed on her neck, with no other symptoms.
She shook her head, "I’m fine..."
As soon as the words were out, unexpectedly, at this critical mont, before Evan Lowell’s assistant could step forward and subdue the kidnapper fallen on the ground, the kidnapper had already gotten up, holding his knife, lunging at their position.
"Deceive and die!"
Ivy Kensington was stunned and had no ti to react before Evan Lowell had already stood in front of her, raising his arm to block the knife’s thrust. His sleeve was imdiately cut through, and blood stread down his arm... It was a shocking sight!
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