Chapter 62

“You… You’re Mr. Nolan Goldmann, aren’t you? If… If… If you want to save these kids, pay us $ 1,600,000. Otherwise, we’ll kill them!”

Nolan’s cold eyes became extremely sulky and stern as he glanced at Quincy, who was standing next to him. 1

Quincy seemed to have understood something, grabbed his coat, and left the office with Nolan.

“I’ll pay you the ransom that you asked for. However, if the kids were to get even a tiny scratch on them, brace yourself to die in pieces.” Nolan left a threat behind and then hung up.

He handed the phone to Quincy. “Trace the call back to its origin.”

The man who had gotten hung up walked to the man with a brush-cut. “Bro, Mr. Goldmann is actually going to pay us the money!”

The man with a brush-cut did not utter a single word, even though the response did catch him off guard.

‘Mr. Goldmann is willing to pay $1,600,000 in exchange for the children.

While the man with a brush-cut was pondering about something, Waylon had already managed to cut the rope.

that Waylon had walked up to their backs because they had their backs

knife

man turned around, he was stabbed abruptly

dare you…” The man with a brush-cut was about to

man with a brush-cut a shock that was enough to send a sheer coldness down his spine.

al

pain, the man did not dare to move hastily but approached him carefully. “Scoundrel, if you don’t want to die, put the

you’re good enough to one-up me, come at me and get it yourself.” Waylon

started perspiring on the forehead of the

play with the knife so flexibly, and that loser

not someone to be

 

dies, you’ll

kill, would they? Even if they were to believe in that theory, you’re the ones who kidnapped us at

bleeding a lot, and I feel like I’m dying…” The man sat on the

with a brush-cut gulped a mouthful of saliva and could not decide

rush straight up to him, I’d probably have

would not dare to come over-the

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