Chapter 895
Chapter 895
Judders.
The noise of a helicopter engine was getting louder.
As soon as Eugene looked up, he saw two ck helicopters hovering above the cruise ship. At the door of the
cabin, a man in a shirt was holding a sniper rifle, aiming at him.
Eugene trembled, and he almost fell.
"Boss, be careful!" The bodyguard quickly helped Eugene get up.
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Puzzled, Sylvie also looked at the sky. The two helicopters were getting closer to the deck, and the person in the
lead was Cedrick.
"Grandma, Grandma! We''re here!” Beside Cedrick was Catelyn, sporting a big jacket and waving at Sylvie.
Cedrick rescued Catelyn after all!
Sylvie breathed a sigh of relief. Catelyn''s safety was all she wished for.
Seeing this, Eugene came back to his senses and immediately took out a dagger. He brought it against
Sylvie''s neck and dragged her to the railing, with Sylvie facing the sniper on the helicopter while he hid
his head behind Sylvie''s.
Soon, a helicopternded firmly on the deck.
A ropedder was put down on the other helicopter, and Eason came down with several bodyguards.
Shortly afterward, about eight bodyguards quickly surrounded Eugene and his two bodyguards, who
were all trembling with fright.
At the railing, Eugene timidly hid behind Sylvie and shouted, "Don''te any closer! If you do, I''ll kill
her!"
"Uncle Eugene..." Catelyn suppressed the anger in her heart and persuaded him, "Release Grandma;
she''s innocent."
"Innocent, you say? Then who''s not?! You? You were ''dead'' all these years, but you just waltz in one
day to steal my money! If it weren''t for you, Summer''s share of the property would''ve been given to me
and Harry eventually!"
"Stop your nonsense right now, Eugene!"
Sylvie''s face reddened as Eugene restrained her. "Even if Cat didn''t return, I''d use Summer''s property
to establish a charity foundation to fulfill her passion for charity back then!"
"See?! You''re biased-you always are! Summer has been dead for more than twenty years and even
abandoned her family for a man, yet you''re still willing to take so much money to fulfill her charity
dream! What about me? Do I only deserve that little amount of money?"
Eugene became more agitated the more he talked. What he hated the most was that Sylvie never
favored him as a son.
Trembling, the tip of the knife nicked Sylvie''s neck, causing blood to surface.
She had been held hostage once in the past, so she was calmer this time as she said, "I won''t give it to you
because you can''t keep it! Why can''t you understand?”
"I don''t understand, and I don''t want to!"
Noticing the small cut on her grandmother''s neck, Catelyn shouted anxiously, "Uncle Eugene, the person you
should hate is me! I stole your portion of the property. I shouldn''t havee back. I—I''ll give you all the money, so
please let Grandma go! There are so many people here, and you can''t escape at all!"
"Who said I was going to escape? I didn''t intend to be living as a coward for the rest of my life when I held you and
her hostage!" Eugene shouted.
He thought of his daughter, L, who was abroad, and wanted to do something for her before he died.
He knew that if there were fewer children and grandchildren in the Atherton family, the proportion of the inheritance
L could receive would be greater.
Thus, Eugene told his bodyguard to throw a pistol in front of Catelyn. "Well, you always said that you''d do anything
for your grandma, and now it''s the time to prove it! As long as you kill yourself, I''ll let her go! How about that?"
"No, Cat, no!" Upon hearing Eugene''s ''offer1, Sylvie became anxious as she shouted to Catelyn, "Even if you kill
yourself, he won''t let me live! I''ve already lost you once, and I can''t bear to lose you again..."
"Shut up, you old hag!" Eugene became enraged and struck Sylvie''s temple with the handle of the dagger.