“I only have this one condition. If you don’t agree, I’ve no choice indeed. However, you’ll also never know her whereabouts.”
He thought for a moment. Since the relationship between Armand and Cormac Mendelsohn wasn’t a secret and now his father had a business cooperation with Cormac, he was afraid that there would be repercussions if Armand really died as he didn’t save him.
Moreover, he couldn’t afford to make any more trouble as now that company was in trouble because of Phoebe.
“Okay, I’ll help you to find the person.” He had come to catch Phoebe, so he had brought a number of people with keen swimming skills.
“Who are you looking for?” he asked.
“Woman,” Armand said.
He seemed to read the subtlety and he waved his hand for the men to jump into the sea, “Do your best to find someone.”
It was indeed difficult to find a person in the vast ocean. The more time that passed, the slimmer the hope of being rescued.
They expanded their search grid.
Suddenly someone shouted, “There’s someone here!”
Armand swam over quickly and his heart beating faster as he got closer. He felt anticipative and fearful at the same time, expecting it was Theresa while fearing that she had … When he got closer, he slowly saw the face. Even though the soaked hair covered most of the face, he still felt it was Theresa.
He pushed the man away, hugged her and swam towards the boat that was resting not far away.
With the help of several people, she was rescued to the boat. He gently put her down and reached out to feel her heart. There was still a faint heartbeat, “Drive the boat quickly!” He yelled.
Cody took a look at him and told the men to veer around.
“Dry clothes.”
Armand stripped the jacket down on Cody.
He was stunned for two seconds, then yelled, “Are you nuts?”
“Give me the clothes.” It was too cold now and he was afraid that she would freeze. His clothes were the only ones that were dry since everyone had gone into the water.
Cody asked incredulously with his eyes open, “Are you gay?”
Armand cursed, “Fuck you.”
He roughly took the clothes off his body and he went back to Theresa again, wrapping her with the outer cover, praying inwardly, “You’ll be fine, you’ll be fine. You’ll be alright, please.”
He knelt on one knee and his mind was still flashing back her calm and determined look to die when she was standing on the plywood.
“Holy shit.” Cody realized that there was unexploded bomb on her. Could they have blown up?
The boat blew up because Phoebe wanted to kill Armand and Theresa, so she pressed the detonator, not the bomb on Theresa’s body. In fact, Armand cut the right wire and the numbers were fixed at the end, thus it didn’t explode.
“Throw it out quickly!” Cody yelled and started to become incoherent. It was a bomb after all. Who knew if it would explode after that.
“Throw her out?” someone asked.
“Throw the bomb away! Stupid!” he was grumpy.
When the man who had been called stupid by him was about to touch the bomb on her, Armand jerked his head up and stared viciously, “Don’t touch her!”
“I’m not touching her, I just want to …” He pointed at the bomb on her body.
Armand just noticed it and he quickly ripped it off. At the moment it was ripped off, the numbers which had stopped suddenly jumped. One, zero…
Boom!
At the moment he threw it out, the bomb exploded.
The water splashed several metres high and fell on the boat.
It was like a huge storm that hit the boat, causing the boat to sway and the water smashed in.
The people were frightened and hiding everywhere, except Armand who held Theresa.
When the aftermath passed, Cody recovered his wits and cursed, “Fuck, that bomb actually worked. I almost died!”
He thought that it wouldn’t work as it had never exploded. If Armand threw it slower, they would have been killed.
But then again, who would tie a bomb on a person?
This was too vicious.
Soon he thought of something else, “Did Phoebe do this?”
Armand ignored him as he wasn’t in the mood right now.
“Where’s Phoebe?” he asked.
Armand’s face turned gloomy, “She had died.”
If no one saved her, she would definitely die in the sea.
Cody opened his mouth, “Dead?”
He hadn’t even settled the score with her and tortured her yet.
He couldn’t accept it as he hated her so much that he wanted to teach her a lesson himself and make her life worse than death.
Armand was anxious, urging the man who drove the boat, “Drive faster!”
Cody caught a glimpse at him, “It’s already the fastest speed now. It’s useless even if you rush.”
Armand knew it but he was anxious as the longer the time he delayed, the more dangerous she would be.
He stroked her hair from her face and the covered face was revealed.
The right side of her face was bloody and black, as if the skin had been burnt.
Cody who stand beside gulped and almost screamed out in fear.
He thought, “Isn’t she disfigured?”
Armand could only feel that his heart was hit hard by a heavy hammer and his fingers trembled, not daring to go further down.
There were no words or literal explanations that could be used to describe his emotions right now.
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.