Isaac recalled his last time kneeling and begging for mercy. He bit his teeth hard, preventing any sign of fear from showing. With that man’s support, she would still die here, ultimately.
Isaac’s face suddenly filled with arrogance.
“Heh! Do you think you can leave here alive today? I advise you, if you don’t want to die so quickly, obediently hand over my brother.”
He clapped his hands, and the closed cabinet doors suddenly opened. A group of over a dozen people appeared, pointing their guns at Evelyn.
“Isaac, how dare you fucking trick me??” Jonathan drew a weapon from his waist, his eyes instantly turning red.
“Heh! In this world, the winner has always been the king. As long as you all die here today, who will know that I used despicable means?”
He spoke while holding a gun, pointing it at Evelyn. “Kneel down.”
“Kneel?” Evelyn sneered, “Are you worthy?”
Evelyn knew very well that even if she knelt down, Isaac would never spare her.
She calculated the position of the gun barrels and the angles for evasion.
“You bitch, you are asking for death.” Isaac suddenly pulled the trigger.
In the moment the gunshot rang out, Evelyn swiftly bent down, kicking at Isaac’s right leg.
Another gunshot immediately ran through the private room.
Isaac swayed for a moment and then knelt to the ground. He looked at the blood hole in his leg in disbelief, letting out a scream.
“Ah… Who?”
At this moment, a decorative painting in the corner of the room suddenly moved, revealing a hidden compartment. Alexander eagerly showed himself, followed by David, and then… Henry!
Evelyn was dumbfounded, instantly losing her composure.
What about in a meeting at the company?
How could Henry deceive her?
Evelyn felt a trace of grievance deep down.
She cleared her throat, attempting to bluff her way through. With the mask on, Henry shouldn’t recognize her, right?
Evelyn confidently turned her head, but when she lifted her eyes, she noticed Henry’s profound and stern gaze locked onto her.
Alexander also observed Henry’s change and inwardly sighed. Why did he feel that Henry’s look at the masked woman was somewhat unusual? Although this woman had a good figure, Henry already had a wife.
In his dilemma, Henry suddenly hooked his lips and said, “Come here.”
Alexander: “!”
Evelyn: “…”
Evelyn seemed like a punctured balloon, instantly losing her momentum.
This expression, this tone, Henry clearly recognized her.
That damned mask. Gavin must have bought a piece of junk!
Isaac hadn’t realized who had shot him yet. Seeing Henry’s indifferent attitude and Evelyn’s defeated demeanor, he immediately felt triumphant. He gritted his teeth and said, “Even if you injure me, you won’t leave here alive. Prepare to die!”
An underground trading market, also dare to challenge Memphis’s King Henry, simply looking for death.
Henry glanced at him indifferently, then shifted his gaze back to Evelyn, emphasizing, “Aren’t you coming over yet?
“Oh!…” Evelyn nodded immediately.
“Ugh…” Marcus looked nervous lying on the ground. Compared to Isaac, that man was like the God of Death. If the master went over, would she survive?
Jonathan also held back Evelyn, “Master, don’t go over. We can fight against him, even if risking our lives.”
The determination in his eyes moved Evelyn slightly, “Jonathan,” She patted his hand, her expression somewhat unnatural, “Don’t worry. I’m fine.”
Evelyn walked boldly in front of Henry, tilted her head up, and gave him a sweet smile. “Handsome, can’t you give me a chance?”
She deliberately unbuttoned a button on her shirt, saying, “As long as you spare me, I’m willing to do anything!”
Alexander: “…”
What kind of maneuver was this?
The master of the underground trading market, daring to flirt even with Henry.
Jonathan and Marcus were also dumbfounded. They looked regretful, realizing that if they were not incompetent, their master wouldn’t have to use her charm.
“Heh!” Isaac sneered. He thought she was someone significant, but in the face of her own life, she turned out to be this kind of person.
Unfortunately, she seduced the wrong man.
The last woman who flirted with Henry at Harmony Haven was still missing a piece of limb.
Isaac half-closed his eyes, ready to enjoy Evelyn’s miserable situation. Suddenly, Henry lowered his head, and his thin lips stopped three centimeters away from Evelyn.
“For example?”
“For example… a kiss, a hug, or even more…” In the dim light, Evelyn’s eyes were exceptionally bright, stunningly beautiful.
Henry’s gaze intensified, and his voice became huskier. “Then let me try it first.”
“Sure, why not?” Evelyn stood on her tiptoes to kiss him, reaching out one hand to block their touching lips from being seen by onlookers.
Evelyn looked at him with pleading eyes and said in a voice audible only to both, “Darling, I’ve just put on this disguise. Considering how well-behaved I am, can you not expose me?”