This is the same force that took Nick, and they’re going to try to bloodbath THE Folsom family.
Paige …
Carrie wanted to pull out her cell phone and send a message to Paige, but even her hands were numb right now and all she could do was stand behind the door like a statue.
What about Rafael, will he notice anything different when he comes back?
Never come in, never come in.
“What man?” The man’s guarded voice came, a foot out of the private collection room.
Carrie stood behind the door, her face as white as paper, cold sweat slipping from her lashes, sliding across her eyes, and trickling right into the corner of her mouth, and she didn’t even dare move.
Mom.
Sister Paige.
Rafael…
It was the second time Carrie had felt like death was just around the corner, the first time, back in River Town.
The man took a keen step out, spinning the white ball in his hand, and suddenly, he stopped and turned his head toward Carrie.
“Grandpa? Why is the door open, are you still awake?”
A female voice suddenly came.
The man withdrew his sight.
Aaron was startled at the sound and rushed out of the private collection room.
Carrie stood stiffly behind the door and looked out of the doorway, only to see that the outside had suddenly become bright, and Rafael’s stepsister Bonnie walked in, “Grandpa, why don’t you turn on the light when you’re awake, then I’m just in time to talk to you, you really can’t connive at Rafael anymore … Who’s this? ?”
Bonnie is taken aback by the sight of the stranger in Aaron’s room and just stops within Carrie’s field of vision.
Next second.
The white ball dropped to the floor, bouncing again and again, making an extremely crisp sound in the dead of night.
The man had his free hand, straight ahead, gripping Bonnie’s delicate neck, the veins on the back of his hand thick and rippling, obviously using all his strength.
Bonnie didn’t even have room to struggle, her whole body was grabbed up in the air, her feet off the ground, her face swollen red, her eyes staring at the man in front of her, terrified.
“…”
Carrie’s lips parted slightly in shock, cold sweat soaking through the long skirt on her body.
“Ambassador!”
Seeing this, Aaron couldn’t care less, directly kneeling on both knees to the ground, tremblingly pleading, “She is my own granddaughter, the ambassador spares her life, my the Deleon family’s entire family is willing to serve the ambassadors.”
At that, the man glanced down at him as if pondering whether or not to spare.
Aaron went straight to his knees and kowtowed on the ground, “I beg the Ambassador to spare her life.”
“That’s just it, I’ll have use for you in the future.”
The man thought about letting go of his hand, “But I don’t like the others to know we exist.”
Bonnie fell to the floor in a flash as her neck was released.
She scrambled to cover her neck and breathed heavily, after a few seconds she glared excitedly at the man in the black cloak in front of her, “Who are you? Are you trying to murder-ah!”
Aaron dropped to his knees and slapped his face towards his granddaughter.
Bonnie covered her face in pain, “Grandpa!”
Aaron glared at her with anger and fear, “Don’t talk nonsense in front of the ambassador, kneel down!”
“…”
Bonnie then realized with hindsight that Aaron was kneeling, and was shocked, “Grandpa, what are you kneeling him for?”
What kind of person is he that he kneels to a bystander?
“Kneel!” Aaron roared as his aged body shivered.
“…”
Bonnie was startled and slowly realized that things were a little bit not quite right, in fear, she slowly adjusted her posture and knelt on the ground.
The man stood there like he was looking out of the corner of his eye, looking at the two of them with a sneer, reaching out and lifting Bonnie’s chin.
Bonnie shook with fear and tried to struggle, holding back under Aaron’s intense gaze.
“Here, look at me.”
The man held her chin and ran his fingers up from her chin, sliding over her lips, up the bridge of her nose, then over her eyes, finally landing on her brow.
Bonnie shivered involuntarily, but complied and looked into his eyes.
The man’s fingers brushed over her brow.
Slowly.
And then the next step.
And then the next step.
“…”
Carrie stood behind the door with her eyes wide open, unable to believe what she was seeing.
She wanted to scream, to cover her mouth.
But she could do none of it, and could only watch as Bonnie slowly went limp under the man’s hands and collapsed to the floor as if she had passed out.
Only the center of her brow remained, a line of thick blood.
And Aaron watched what the man did to his own granddaughter, his face pale and mournful, but he could do nothing.
Carrie was so stimulated that her body was too numb to support her anymore.
Just when she felt like her body was going to collapse uncontrollably, Rafael’s subdued as usual voice came from outside, “Master, it’s so late, why is the light still on in the room?”
Immediately afterward, she heard the sound of Rafael walking in, followed by the sound of him leaving in a hurry the next second.
He was doing it on purpose.
He was trying to save her.
Sure enough, the man clenched his fists and immediately followed at a quick pace.
Carrie couldn’t hold herself up any longer and sat limply on the floor.
…
The Ferris wheel virus was extremely well controlled, and the people of country A dispelled their initial panic.
The Capital was quiet and moonlit, most people had fallen into a good night’s sleep, and the city was bustling and peaceful.
Outside the Davis family, a black sedan was parked quietly in front of the gate.
The night was cool.
Blanca dressed in a trench coat, from the Davis family out of the wall, pull open the door to sit in the car, open a bottle of water and drink a couple of mouthfuls, staring at the Davis family with a cool gaze.
After a long time, she put the water aside and opened a notepad, on which she and the four members of the pinnacle recorded every move of the Davis family.
Those who entered the Davis family, followed.
Those who leave the Davis family, keep an eye on them.
But Mitchell didn’t take a single step out of the Davis family, I don’t know what she had in mind.
Mitchell said he wants to negotiate with the forces left behind by the mastermind to get Nick and Kevin out, but the Davis family’s phone is monitored and there is nothing unusual.
How exactly is he going to negotiate?
Blanca was flipping through the notes on her notepad when she heard two knocks.
She turned her eyes and saw Alonso standing outside the car door, bent over and looking at her with a hopeless expression on his face.
Blanca’s eyes sank in color and she unlocked the door.
Alonso gets into the car from the outside and sits in the passenger seat with a cooler.
He handed her the takeout bag in his hand, “It’s that time of day, there’s not much you can buy, burger and coffee, eat it while it’s hot.”
“…”
Blanca looked untouched and didn’t say anything.
“You’re going to be spying on THE Davis family around the clock like this, you’ve got to get enough energy, it’s not like you’re getting any younger, when it comes to our daughter?” Alonso frowned.
Blanca looked at him coldly.
Alonso held his forehead, “I said it wrong, you are young, the youngest is you, eat, hurry up and eat.”
“I’m not hungry.” Blanca indifferently said.
Alonso directly took out the hot coffee and shoved it into her hand.
The coffee cup was warm, warming her somewhat cold palm.
Blanca held it and didn’t throw it away.
Seeing this, Alonso breathed a sigh of relief, sat in the car and looked at the Davis family in front of him, saying, “You believe me, the one who victimized the Folsom family back then, really wasn’t the Davis family.”