Chapter 1100: Please take in Chapter 1100: Please take in Watching Grayson Thomas study the bomb intently, Hannah Garcia let out an “oh” and tactfully fell silent for the mont.
According to the statistics of probability theory and the understanding of ti bomb design, she’d cut the wire with the lowest probability of triggering the explosion.
In less than three minutes, Grayson Thomas took out a pair of small scissors he carried with him and was about to cut one of the wires.
This action really scared Hannah Garcia, who quickly spoke up to stop him, “God, it’s not that I don’t trust you, but let’s wait for the bomb disposal expert, shall we?”
“By the ti the bomb disposal expert arrives, you might already be dead.” Grayson Thomas said with an expressionless face, feeling that he must have been crazy to think of saving her. And now, he’d been questioned by the sa woman who kept saying she wanted to be his new lady, which felt like he’d only co here to embarrass himself.
What was he thinking when he ran over here?
As soon as he heard the sound of the ti bomb, he imdiately ran to rescue her, not wanting her to die in his heart, but as Kenton Thomas, he would never admit such a thing.
“God, it’s not that I don’t trust you. It’s just, if things go wrong, you and I are both flesh and blood, and you’re not even wearing a Bomb-Proof Suit…” Hannah Garcia earnestly looked into Grayson Thomas’s eyes and said, “I really don’t want you to die!”
“I said you’re not going to die!” Grayson Thomas felt this woman was incredibly botherso.
“But you also said you didn’t know if you could defuse the bomb!” Hannah Garcia had just finished speaking when Grayson Thomas had already snipped one of the wires.
Grayson Thomas’s thought process was simple: instead of wasting ti listening to Hannah Garcia persuading him to leave, he might as well just defuse the bomb and make it easy.
“Ah…” Hannah Garcia scread as she heard the ti bomb’s ticking suddenly speed up.
But in the end, all she heard was a single “beep” as the bomb was disard.
And there was… there was Grayson Thomas standing before her, looking as nonchalant as a breeze in clear skies, so handso it almost seed unjust.
Without thinking, Hannah Garcia dropped the ti bomb from her hand and flung herself onto Grayson Thomas like a fluttering butterfly.
Kevin King watched all of this and silently left the office; he felt it necessary to report the situation to his superior, Jolson.
Grayson Thomas stood there for a mont, stunned.
He hadn’t expected Hannah Garcia to throw herself at him like that, the posture all too intimate; her legs were wrapped around his waist, her arms encircled his neck.
And she loudly proclaid, “God, please take in! You saved my life, and it’s only right that I dedicate myself to you in return!”
This woman was at it again.
Yet why was there a hint of sothing unnatural at the corner of his mouth—was he crying or laughing?
“Could you please get down?” Grayson Thomas asked with an impassive face.
“No, I cannot,” Hannah Garcia said directly, “At such a critical mont, you have to let be excited for three minutes! No, thirty minutes!”
“…”
To be held by her for thirty minutes, either she is crazy or he would be!
Three minutes later, Grayson Thomas spoke in a cold voice, “Get off!”
Feeling the displeasure in God’s mood, Hannah Garcia reluctantly slid off his body.
However, her leisurely sliding posture inadvertently brushed against his crucial part, making Grayson Thomas feel as if a certain part of him was rebelliously protesting: not to be teased like this…
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