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The exchange between the two was brief. Once Cynthia ended the call, she forwarded the
address through WhatsApp, then started her cat to pick him up. The car windaves
remained open throughout the journey. The icy wind blasting served to sharpen her
senses, helping her realize that, during a crisis, she could not always maintain perfect
calm and vigilance.
In normal times, she would have noticed if something were off with Joshua, even if he
merely had a fever. This time, however, his gunshot wound had eluded her detection
entirely. It now made sense why he had been urging her to leave, insisting he had matters
to attend to. Cynthia could not quite pinpoint her emotions, guilt, regret, and anxiety all of
them plagued her.
She understood why Joshua would go to such lengths and chose to conceal the truth from
her. However, to her, nothing from their past warranted him risking his life. After all, shr
had already forgiven him.
Carrying the weight of this emotional turmall, Cynthia accelerated, picking up Yves as fast
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtas she could before heading to the location Sean had specified. Yves was a handsome
man, appearing sleep–eyed and in his prime, belying his actual age. His slightly
disheveled hair framed his youthful face as he asked through half–lidded eyes, “Who’s in
trouble?”
“Joshua,” Cynthia disclosed, holding nothing back
“Joshua?” Yves looked perplexed for a moment as he rifled through his memories.
Eventually, a face came to him. “Your ex- husband?”
“Yes
“He’s paying the market price, then?”
“Sean will cover it,” Cynthia supplied tersely
Contemplating the recent barrage of calls, Yves put two and two together and agreed,
“Okay.” He grabbed a piece of paper and apen from the side, asked Cynthia for her terms,
and then clearly wrote out his requirements. In addition to Cynthia’s previous condition
that Sean owed her a favor, he also demanded a payment of one billion dollars.
The car halted in front of Sean’s private hospital. Yves held our the paper between lais
fingers. “Have a look. Anything else to add?
“One billion dollars? You do realize that Sean is a notorious tightwad, right?” Cynthia
queried, looking surprised.
“He’ll pay up. He has never called me before. This time, he made several calls.” Yves
yawned, his tone nonchalant.
“I have nothing else to add.” Cynthia passed the paper back. “First, make him sign this.
Once he’s done, I’ll get out of the car.”
Until Sean had signed, she could not reveal herself. If she did, Sean would undoubtedly
dump Joshua on her, leaving his fate to her, regardless of his condition. Whether Joshua
lived or died would then be her problem. If he survived, Sean could still approach Joshua
for their prior deal.
Yves padded, clutching the paper and pen as he stepped out of the car. His knitted shirt
hung loose and baggy on him, exading an air of languid confusion.
Sean had been waiting in the hospital hallway since he called. He had no idea when K
would arrive nor when Yves would appear. So he waited and waited.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt last, he heard approaching footsteps.
Just as Sean was about to stand and see who had arrived, a piece of paper appeared
before him. A voice devoid of emotion. swiftly followed. “Sign it to save the patient. If you
don’t sign, I leave. You have a minute to think it over.”
Taking the paper, Sean looked up to find Yves standing in front of him, as he had when
they first met. He still possessed that Cannoying expressioni.
“You have fifty seconds left,” Yves reminded him.
“I’ll sign.” Sean took his pen and began to sign the document. However, as he set pen to
paper, he noticed the figure printed
above
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He pointed at it with his pen. “One billion.”
“Үер,”
“Why don’t you go rob a bank instead?” Sean had not expected this guy to demand such
an exorbitant sum.