Chapter 425: Give a Little Ti 1
On the rooftop of North River Building, there were thirty-six floors in total. Looking down, one could only see vehicles and pedestrians as tiny as ants.
Emily Walker and Rosanne Nichols were controlled at the edge of the rooftop, not daring to look down.
Of course, they didn’t have the chance to look down anyway because, sohow, many black-clad n appeared on the rooftop.
Rosanne looked at this group of cold-hearted n, and she had a rough idea of their intentions.
Just now, they had been yelling for Baron Stuart to co alone. Undoubtedly, they wanted revenge on him.
“Emily, they’re after revenge on Baron Stuart,” Rosanne whispered to Emily who was beside her. At this ti, the two were thrown together, and because their feet were still tied up, they could only sit shoulder to shoulder.
Looking at the people in front of her, Emily knew what would happen if Baron Stuart ca alone.
Such scenes of bloodshed were often seen on TV. Now, was it going to happen to Baron Stuart?
Thinking about this, Emily’s heart started racing.
Half an hour later, the rooftop door was pushed open, and everyone’s attention shifted.
Emily and Rosanne looked over nervously.
When the tall, handso figure appeared before their eyes, Emily’s heart was unsure whether to feel relief or worry.
She was relieved that Baron Stuart had arrived, but worried because he really had co alone.
As soon as Baron Stuart appeared, all the black-clad n surrounded him, blocking the rooftop’s only exit.
Seeing this scene, Emily’s heart raced even more.
“Baron Stuart…” She stood up and looked at the man not far away.
Baron Stuart looked up and, seeing that she was safe and sound, felt a bit more relieved.
But he didn’t respond, just coldly shifted his gaze, searching for the man from the video among the black-clad people with his icy eyes.
Seeing his arrival, the old man slowly walked over to Emily and Rosanne.
With hateful eyes, the man viciously grabbed Emily’s beautiful hair, causing her to wince in pain suddenly!
That yank seed to tug at Baron Stuart’s heart, making it twist painfully. A flash of heartache swept across his eyes, too quick to catch.
On the surface, he remained calm and collected, just coldly staring at the old man, “Who are you?”
He didn’t rember having such an enemy.
Upon hearing his words, the man sneered and looked at Baron Stuart. He didn’t bother with any small talk. “Milton Modesto.”
Milton Modesto? The boss of North River Film Company, which he had attacked a few months ago and was now struggling to recover.
Baron Stuart raised his cold eyes to look at Milton Modesto.
He rembered that he had a son who had laid hands on his woman a few months ago, and then he had made him pay a small price.
After that, he heard that the son committed suicide by jumping from a building. Good.
So he had kidnapped his woman to get revenge on him?
“Do you rember Bryan Modesto?” Milton asked, staring at Baron Stuart with hatred-filled eyes.
Baron Stuart looked at him and coldly replied, “I don’t know.”
He really didn’t know the son’s na and had no interest in finding out.
“You don’t know?” Upon hearing this, Milton’s anger burned even more. His son had been driven to death by Baron Stuart, and he dared to say he didn’t know?
This undoubtedly made Milton’s anger burn from the bottom of his heart to his entire body.
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