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“Before you die, the boss wants to give you his greetings.”
I stared at the phone in his hand.
Gulping again, I shook my head, turned around, and pushed the guards away.
But as soon as I started to run, I was pulled back harshly by my hair.
I whimpered at the pain that shot through my scalp.
“Fucking suka!
Don’t test my patience!
Don’t make me make your death painful.
So just do as I say!”
Shoving the phone to my ear, he hissed, “Talk!”
Tears streamed down my face, my hands trembled as I held the phone against my ear.
“H-hello.”
“Ah, Emerald, my dear.”
His mocking voice came through the phone.
Even hearing his voice, rage and hatred boiled through my veins.
“Didn’t I tell you to stay out of my way?
You clearly didn’t take my warning to your head.
Now see what you’ve done.
You followed me and got trapped.
I thought I would get rid of you slowly after I was done with your boyfriend, but see, I had to change my plans again for your stubbornness.
Now I have to kill you first.”
“You knew I was following you,” I stated, hatred laced my tone.
A malicious chuckle.
“Of course, I knew.
You think I didn’t notice you?
My vision hasn’t gotten get that old yet.
I saw you behind me, but I still let you come and listen to our conversation.”
“Then why didn’t you catch me earlier?”
I spit out.
The grip on my hair tightened, making me gasp in pain.
“To make you suffer.
I wanted you to feel the fear of me and suffer a little before you died, Emerald dear,” he replied.
“And I thought to do you a favor and let you know everything before you leave all of us forever.
At least I could do that for my beloved nephew’s Rosebud.
I knew you couldn’t escape because I already told my men to wait for you at the exit of that floor.
You did notice me doing something on my phone, didn’t you?”
I remembered.
He was messaging someone while talking to Ivanov.
So he was giving instructions to his men?
“You’re not getting anything out of it, Arthur!
You won’t be able to harm Ace.
I won’t let you touch a single strand of his hair!”
I screamed through the phone, trying to fight off that man.
“Goodbye, Emerald.
Don’t worry, I’m sending your Ace to you to heaven soon.
You can live there together forever because, unfortunately, you won’t be able to do that in this world.”
“You bastard!
I will kill you!”
I thrashed in that man’s hold, and in return, he smacked me across my face, sending me to the ground.
A cry left my lips as the world spun around me, blood rushing to my head.
“Yes, boss,” he said, pressing the phone to his ear.
Nodding, he glanced down at me with cold, merciless eyes.
“Don’t worry, we won’t leave any evidence behind.”
With wide eyes, I stared at him in shock.
Panic rattled inside me as he cut the phone call and got a gun out of his back pocket, holding it directly at me.
“No,” I whispered, backing away from the gun.
My stomach churned as I glanced at the cold, deadly nozzle.
My heart pounded in my chest.
“Goodbye, Ms.
Hutton.
See you in the hell.”
He curled his finger around the trigger.
A deafening sound boomed across the hallway.
Letting out a scream, I fell to the ground with my arms before my face.
A pain shot through my back, the spinning in my head only increased.
But it wasn’t as severe as I thought a bullet’s hit would be.
I didn’t feel any piercing pain in any parts of my body.
A thump before me made me open my eyes.
The man with the scar was lying on his chest on the floor, right before my feet, in the pool of his own blood.
Before I could understand anything, gun fires started across the hallway.
Chaos rose around as the other guards kept firing at the direction my back faced while trying to save themselves from the incoming bullets.
I screamed at the ear-piercing sounds, covering my ears with my hands.
Tears rushed down my face, heart thumped in my chest.
I shook as I curled into a ball on the floor, trying to stay away from the bullets.
The air filled with smoke and the smell of gunpowder, making me cough.
The floor vibrated under me as body after body dropped.
After some hisses and yells, cries of agony, the firing finally stopped.
Lifting my head, I surveyed the area.
Three of the guards were dead.
Red blood soaked the carpet, turning it into crimson.
I watched the sight before me in horror.
I couldn’t move.
For a moment, I couldn’t even hear anything.
Though I could feel the fast racing of my heartbeat.
Then footsteps reached me.
A pair of polished shoes came into my vision.
“Jesus, Emerald!
Are you all right?”
A familiar deep voice, laced with an Italian accent, made me look up.
Duncan De Sylvano.
His alert, icy blue eyes watched me in concern.
“Emerald?
You okay there?
Are you hurt?”
he asked.
“Don’t worry, we’ve got you.
You’re safe now.”
When I didn’t say anything, he shook my shoulder.
“Emerald?
You hear me?
You all right?”
My eyes snapped up to him, finally realizing my surroundings.
Five men stood behind him.
They saved me…
Ace?
Panic washed over me as I remembered what Arthur’s plan was.
With my breath caught in my throat, I grabbed my phone and jumped to my feet, swaying a little afterward.
Duncan tried to hold me, but I was in too much rush to wait.
The only thing ran through my mind was reaching Ace.
Tears blurred my vision as I ran.
“Emerald, wait!
Where are you going?”
Ignoring him, I rushed to the floor the conference room was on.
The guards weren’t there anymore.
Even the lights were off.
I shook my head.
No, God, please.
Please don’t let him leave yet.
Getting in the elevator, I hurried down to the ground floor.
People threw glances at my disarranged state.
But I didn’t care.
I needed to find him.
My Ace.
Scanning the lobby, I didn’t find him anywhere.
I wiped my cheeks and dialed his number again.
But again, it went directly to the voicemail.
Damn it!
I pulled at my hair, not knowing what to do.
My knees were still wobbly, and my heart still raced from almost facing death.
“Ms.
Hutton?”
I turned around.
Carter rushed towards me, limping, with an equally disheveled state as me.
“Carter!
Where the hell were you?
I called you so many times!
Where is your phone?”
I snapped, walking closer to him.
“I told you to stop Ace.
Why the hell didn’t you tell him anything?
He fucking signed the contract!”
I didn’t know what I was saying.
I only felt desperation and fear.
The only thing on my mind was keeping him safe.
“Ms.
Hutton, I’m sorry.
I don’t know why, but after you left, those guards grabbed me, took my phone and locked me in a room,” he said, eyes wide in shock.
“I tried to fight them, but they were too strong.
By the time a hotel staff heard me and let me out, I was too late.
The meeting was already over, and everyone left.”
Nothing he said reached me, as all I could hear were the last two words he said.
My stomach dropped.
Blood drained from my face.
Everyone left?
“W-where is Ace?”