Chapter 1801
Magdalen cast an indifferent and disdainful nce at him before striding down the stairs, her silhouette
exuding an icy pride.
This time, Kevin didn''t follow after her. He stood there, wallowing in his own shame, wondering
whether, if Morrison had been there, he would have retreated or charged forward.
And the answer was clear: Morrison would have dashed forward!
He had indeed lost, but not to Morrison, he had lost to himself. It turned out he wasn''t as passionately
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brave as he had thought. He simply wasn''t worthy of a clear-eyed woman like Magdalen!
Three hourster.
In B City, at the Crawley Group Headquarters
Antonia had been on edge ever since she received Kevin''s call, fearing that in an attempt to impress
Magdalen, he would reveal that she was behind their troubles.
Magdalen had struck her once before, and Antonia was terrified of the possibility that she might
recklesslye to B City in pursuit.
She had dashed from her home to thepany, taking refuge in her office and even hiring a pair of
bodyguards to stand guard outside her door.
Comforted by theyers of security in her family''spany - a 55-story skyscraper with stringent
security at the base, restricted elevator ess, and now bodyguards - Antonia finally felt secure.
Not even Jonathan Lamont could extract her from this fortress!
Outside the office
The two bodyguards couldn''t understand why Miss Crawley wanted them to guard the door. After a
stint of uneventful vignce, one suddenly muttered, "What''s that noise?"
The other, momentarily confused, looked up, "Sounds like it''sing from the rooftop!"
Before they could react, a piercing scream came from the office.
Their faces drained of color, the bodyguards whirled around and pushed the door open.
The scene that greeted them left them dumbfounded. The expansive floor-to-ceiling windows had been
blown out, and two figures hung in the air outside.
A girl in ck clutched one hand to a rope and the other to Miss Crawley. Using the rope''s momentum,
she soared through the air with swift, fluid movements. In a few leaps, they vanished from their sight.
The bodyguards were stunned. This felt like a stunt performance or a movie scene!
"Miss Crawley!"
One of them shouted in rm. Snapping to their senses, they quickly turned to mount a rescue.
On the rooftop
Estelle leaped onto the rooftop, tossing Antonia to the ground. The helicopter''s des were still
spinning rapidly nearby, the generated winds making one hard to stand.
Antonia was as pale as a ghost, taking a while to catch her breath. When she saw Estelle, her face
twisted from fear into ferociousness.
Lying on her side, she cackled at Estelle, "So it''s you! Did Magdalen get blown to bits, so now you''ve
on her bones!"
Estelle''s eyes were as cold as ice as she approached, grabbed Antonia by the cor, and delivered a
punishing punch.
"Dare toy a finger on Magdalen, and I''ll take your life!"
Antonia''s cheekbone throbbed with pain as if shattered by Estelle''s fist. Blood seeped from the corner
of her mouth, but her expression grew even more deranged, "Then kill me! This is B City, not J City.
Lay a hand on me, and you won''t get out alive!”
She dissolved into a peal of frenziedughter, “The bomb is only a start. Until I die, I won’t let Magdalen
and Morrison have peace!”
“You won’t have the chance!” Eyes mercilessly cold, Estelle dragged her towards the edge of the
rooftop.
Antonia struggled desperately, “Estelle, let go of me. I don’t believe you have the guts to kill me. Here is
B City. You daremit murder, and my dad will make your whole family pay!"
The B City weather was colder than that of J City, the wind howling, biting to the bone.
Estelle gripped Antonia, stepping onto the edge of the rooftop''s railing. She wrapped Antonia''s coat
around her and then dangled her over the side.