Chapter 395


    Chapter 394 You Have Three Days


    It was an arrogant reply, but Emmanuel had looked into her case, and he knew that she wasn''t


    bragging. She was skilled enough to defeat everyone he brought and more. He was surprised to find


    out that she was a skilled fighter. The Cornells abandoned her, but she went to Fontan and came back


    a changed woman. She was a powerful fighter and the president of W Co. Heh. They must be


    regretting it right now. "I know I can''t stop you." He wasn''t fazed. Instead, he nodded. "And I never


    thought I could. Not with this group."


    Katherine frowned subtly, wondering what he was trying to say.


    Noticing her question, Emmanuel walked ahead, but Katherine stepped back, putting some distance


    between them. She would fight at any given moment.


    "Calm down. I told you I wouldn''t hurt you, so I won''t." He looked at Darren''s grave calmly. "All I want is


    the document. Hand it over to me, and I won''te after you. And I promise I will keep it safe. What do


    you think?"


    A smirk curled Katherine''s lips. That was the fattest joke she had ever heard, and she mocked, "My


    god, you''re trying to justify your thievery?" As if you''ll keep it safe. I call bull.


    Emmanuel shrugged her mockery off. "Don''t worry. Your grandfather and I used to be friends, and I


    know as much about infrasound as he did. If this were to fall into anyone else''s hands, it might cause


    trouble, but it won''t if I have it. I can promise that. Trust me."


    "You expect me to trust you?" Katherine found thatughable. "I''d rather trust a drug dealer that he


    wouldn''t sell drugs anymore. Besides, I don''t have the file. You can''t make me give you something I


    don''t have."


    "It''s alright. The file is yours. You can always take it back if you want. I can wait for Joaquin," he said


    calmly like he knew he could have the file.


    Katherine was speechless. "Forget it. I won''t hand it over to you, so give up." She looked at the people


    behind Emmanuel, her eyes filled with fury. "You won''t attack me, and I''m holding you to that. I want to


    leave now, so you and your men get out of my way."


    She left no grounds for negotiations, and Emmanuel narrowed his eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked.


    "Not going to give it to me?"


    Katherine sneered. "Didn''t you hear me? Or do you want to attack me?"


    "I won''t," said Emmanuel. "I am a man of my word, and I won''t go back on it. But…" He smiled, but it


    was an eerie smile, then he said, "But you can''t have me going back empty-handed. I will not stop until


    I get what I want. If n A doesn''t work, then I guess I''ll have to go with n B." He pped his hand.


    Katherine wondered what that meant, but a few men went down the stairs. What is going on? "What''s


    the meaning of this?"


    Calmly, Emmanuel said, "Calm down, Miss Cornell. This is our first meeting, and I think a present


    should be in order. Have patience. Your gift wille soon."


    The men came back with something. When Katherine saw what they were holding, she froze. They


    came up to her holding a person, and they tossed it in front of her. That person was lying on the ground


    unconscious. Even without turning him around, Katherine knew it was Corey. She went down and


    turned him around, but he looked pale as a ghost, and a frown furrowed his brows. "What did you do to


    him?" Fury red in her heart. When she spoke again, there was anger in her voice.


    Emmanuel looked at Corey calmly, like he was just a ragdoll he could throw away. "He''s poisoned.


    Can''t tell you what kind of poison it is."


    He''s poisoned? But ho— No way. "You poisoned him?"


    Emmanuel shrugged. "Calm down. He won''t die. Not for now, but whether he survives depends on your


    decision."


    If looks could kill, Emmanuel would have been dead. "You''re mad! He''s your own son, and you''re using


    him as a hostage? You vile, filthy fiend!"


    The insults didn''t faze Emmanuel. "He should be honored that I wanted to use him. He''s not my only


    son. If he can''t be used at all, then he''s worthless to me."


    The Grays had a lot of children. Aside from the kids Emmanuel sired with his wife, he had kids he sired


    with his mistress out there. He had four sons, and all were smart. Corey was the best of them all, but


    he was never loved. No matter how great his achievements were, Emmanuel never showed him any


    affection, so he poisoned him and used him as a hostage.


    "I heard you two are friends, and he''s been nice to you. Do you want to watch him die? Just hand over


    the file to me. I am a man of my word. Hand it over to me, and I''ll give you the cure, and you can save


    your friend. Or, you can watch him die. You have three days, so make your decision quick."Content ? N?velDrama.Org.