Chapter 996: The Last Terminator 5 Chapter 996: The Last Terminator 5 “No… please no…”
The heart-wrenching cries pierced through the clouds.
Despite this, Victoria Garcia could only watch helplessly as Arnold Johnson’s entire body flew out of the cockpit. In such a situation, could he possibly survive?
Victoria didn’t believe it for a second!
“If he’s lucky, he won’t die! Look, there’s already a plane chasing after Arnold Johnson. What cos next is probably soone intercepting you. But, even with all the ability Arnold Johnson might have, he couldn’t possibly stop you from going to prison,” Bruce Bartley hissed like a venomous snake in the night.
Victoria felt the airplane descending, and it wouldn’t be long before they landed.
“Arnold won’t die, he absolutely won’t die!” Victoria scread in despair.
Bruce Bartley coldly watched her, saying, “If he could survive this, it would truly be a miracle of miracles. You’d better start thinking about how you’re going to survive in prison, how to keep your child safe!”
“I will keep them safe!” Victoria glared at Bruce Bartley, teeth clenched in hatred.
Bruce Bartley just let out a cold laugh, saying, “Having the will but not the power perfectly describes you right now.”
“Bruce, you will die a terrible death.”
“As if I wouldn’t die a terrible death if I didn’t do these things? Besides, I never planned on dying well. Seeing both of you accompany your wretched fate makes my own death a bit more comforting!” Bruce Bartley laughed.
His laughter, however, looked all the more grotesque.
A black-clothed man ca over with dicine for him to take, a lot of bottles and jars, colorful and varied.
Through the pitifully small window, Victoria kept looking outside. Apart from the endless expanse of brilliant sky, she could see nothing else.
“Arnold… Arnold… you’re alive, aren’t you?” Victoria prayed silently in her heart, believing in his vast good fortune. He said he would protect her, and she believed that he would not break his word.
Soon, the plane landed.
She was escorted off like a prisoner by n in black.
Before being taken away, Bruce Bartley looked at her, revealing a detestable smile as he said, “Madam Johnson, I wish you luck!”
Victoria responded to him only with a cold look.
What was terrifying was that the mont Victoria stepped out of the cockpit, she saw the police car—or more precisely, the prison car. Outside the car stood several burly n with dark skin.
The black-clothed n communicated with them in English, a language Victoria couldn’t make out from the distance.
But after they had finished talking, Victoria was pushed into the vehicle.
The door closed, and the plane that had brought her there disappeared from her line of sight.
The car was sealed tight; aside from herself, there was no one else inside.
Then, Victoria heard the sound of gunfire.
Hope flared in her heart—it must be Arnold Johnson’s people, it had to be!
But after half an hour, that hope turned utterly into despair. She didn’t know what was happening outside, but she knew when the car door was opened, she saw the English sign of the International Won’s Prison.
As Bruce Bartley had said, Arnold Johnson couldn’t save her; everything was within Bruce Bartley’s expectations. His perfect plan had been under his control until this very mont.
Victoria glanced at the sky of this unfamiliar country one last ti before being shoved inside by the prison police with a very unfriendly attitude.
The sound of the iron door closing, and Victoria’s eyes closed too. From now on, she would have to rely on herself to survive, along with her unborn child…
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The story of Victoria Garcia ends here, for now! A major plot twist is coming, sure to be even more thrilling. Don’t miss out, and I hope for your continued support!
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