Chapter 1835


    “All right.” Francesca took off her gloves and tiredlyy back on the couch. She then turned her head to


    the side to look at Danrique. “What about you? Are you hurt?”


    “What do you want?”


    Danrique was giving her a suspicious look.


    This woman risked her life for us, but there''s no way it''s because she has a crush on me... She must


    have ulterior motives.


    “I told you—I want this.”


    Francesca pointed at the ck and gold cross ne around his neck.


    “Uh...”


    This time, Sean and the others did not misunderstand the situation again. Instead, they were taken


    aback.


    “I told you I can''t give you this.” Danrique narrowed his eyes at her in confusion. “But I''m curious. Why


    do you want this?”


    “No reason.” Francesca then impatiently asked, “Are you going to give it to me or not?”


    “No.”


    Just as that word left Danrique''s mouth, Francesca whipped out a gun and pointed it at his head before


    hissing, “This is so annoying. You just have to make me use force!”


    Sean and the others froze for a few seconds before they, too, took out their guns to point them at


    Francesca.


    No matter how much they were grateful for Francesca’s help, they were still loyal to their employer at


    the end of the day.


    Sloan hastily cried out, “Dr. Felch, please put your gun down now! Don''t do this!”


    “You b*stards, I''ve just saved your life earlier, but now you’re repaying my kindness with cruelty?”


    Francesca gritted out as she red at Sloan, Mylo, and Sean.


    “I''m sorry. We’re thankful that you''ve saved us, but protecting Mr. Lindberg is our duty.”


    At that moment, Mylo felt helpless.


    “That''s why you should put down your guns,” Francesca said as she removed the safety. “Otherwise,


    I''m going to blow his head off!”


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    “Ah!” Danrique''s subordinates were all frightened out of their wits.


    Sean attempted to persuade her otherwise again. “Dr. Felch, let''s have a talk instead. Don''t do


    anything... rash.”


    Just as thest word was out of his mouth, a sound of a gunshot rang out.


    The bullet whizzed past Danrique''s hair and buried itself into the wall beside him with an explosion of


    sparks.


    Everyone was stunned, and their eyes widened into saucers as they looked at Francesca in disbelief.


    She actually fired the gun?


    “Dr. Felch, are you serious?”


    Sean could not believe what he just saw.


    Meanwhile, although Danrique was not shocked by the gunshot, his expression was already darker


    than the night.


    A cold glint shed past his amber eyes, and he shot Francesca a death re. “You must have a death


    wish!”


    “I just want the ne.” Francesca knitted her brows and extended her hand toward him. She then


    impatiently urged, “Hurry up and give me the ne.”


    Right then, sounds of footsteps came from the outside. The motel owner had brought men up when he


    heard the gunshot, and he was even telling his employees, “Call the cops quickly!”


    “What if I refuse?” Danrique questioned, unfazed.


    “You''re such a pain in the *ss!”


    Irked, Francesca reached over to snatch the ne off him.


    “Ugh.”


    Francesca stiffened.  Draмa?ovеls.cом


    How did he snatch the gun from me? I never even realized it until it was toote. He was so quick!


    Wait, no. This isn''t the right time to be thinking about this.


    “Hey, don''t do anything silly,” Francesca hurriedly pleaded. “This ne is originally...”


    Before she could finish her sentence, the sounds of police siren came from the outside.


    In the next second, the motel owner barged into the room with an air gun and a few police officers with


    him.


    Danrique instantly kept away the gun and brought Francesca away from the room while Sean and the


    others followed him.