“I’ll say it onest time, if you don’t let Morris go, I’ll kill you too!”


    This sentence, Vivian said in English and in a loud voice that could clearly reach Antina’s ears.


    Sure enough, when Antina heard Vivian’s words, the whole person panicked, “Vivian, what do you want to do?”


    Vivian red lips pulled out a curve, lowered his voice and said to Issac: “You want to die, that is your choice. But I don’t want anything to happen to Morris.”


    The first thing you need to do is to take a look at Antina, who is not far away, and say, “Issac is hiding Morris, Antina, you have 30 minutes.


    As a woman, Vivian could feel Antina’s deep love for Issac, so how could she watch him die?


    Vivian’s tactics made Issac extraordinarily surprised.


    He didn’t expect the little woman he hadn’t seen in just six months to be so smart and wise and responsive.


    But in her heart, there was always only Morris, but no ce for him.


    “Go!”


    Vivian sped Issac’s shoulder, the muzzle of the gun against his head, a light rebuke, led him Issac away.


    Trent and the other bodyguards stood by in case something went wrong.


    Antina across the street saw Vivian leave with Issac, angry and furious, but could only immediately instruct the people below her, “Find, immediately send everyone to find Morris for me.”


    “Yes, Miss.”


    The people answered, immediately got into the car and drove away to find someone.


    On the other hand, Vivian held Issac hostage in the car, and just as Trent pulled open the door for Issac to get in, Issac stood by the car and gave a meaningful nce at the northwest corner of the square.


    This imperceptible movement attracted Vivian’s attention, and she frowned slightly and looked over there.


    At the moment she withdrew her gaze, she saw Issac, who had bent over to get into the car, pressing his left wrist with his right hand.


    “Wait!”


    Vivian reprimanded, grabbed his left wrist, rolled the sleeve up, and saw the electronic watch on his wrist counting down.


    Her heart thumped and her heart hung in her throat with fear.


    The countdown on the surface was six minutes!


    No, at the moment it was five minutes and fifty-four seconds!!!


    “Issac!” Vivian gritted her teeth, her hand holding the gun trembling uncontrobly.


    Issac, however, smiled coldly, “Kill me, I’m content to have him buried with me.”


    “You’re despicable.”


    Vivian cursed angrily, raised the handle of the pistol and struck him hard at the back of the head, using twelve percent of the force.


    With just one blow, Issac fell to the ground with a ck eye.


    “Trent, find someone, Morris is nearby!” Vivian said, running in the direction of the northwest corner, while running, the phone’s timer on.


    Trent stood by, taking it all in, and by andrge already understood what was going on, “Tie him up.”This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    He pointed to Issac and instructed his subordinates, and then added, “You guys keep watch, and the rest of you go find someone.”


    Antina had already instructed everyone to leave to find out where Morris was.


    At this moment, with everyone else gone, she was the only one sitting in the car, staring at the car that kidnapped Issac with a deadly stare.


    Vivian rushed in the square with all his strength, like a 100-meter sprint like a mad dash.


    The cold breeze from the harbor whistled past her ears and cooled her face, but her heart plunged to the bottom instantly and she felt cold to the bone.


    “Morris you can not die, can not die!”


    She was thinking in her heart and shouted, “Morris?


    An intuition, Morris is around here.


    She ran to the northwest corner, a pile of containers, stacked in twos and threes, and Vivian weaved through the intervening paths of containers, calling out Morris’ name over and over again, “Where are you, Morris?


    She kept yelling, her voice tinged with tears.


    Vivian, who had always been strong, had never been so worried about a person as she was now.


    Vivian took her cell phone and turned on the shlight, shining it around, looking at the time on her phone every now and then, counting down the minutes and seconds.


    All around were the people Trent had brought over, shouting Morris’ name, one after the other.


    But several minutes passed, and Vivian was sweating profusely, but Morris was still nowhere to be found.


    She stood in a daze by thest row of containers and searched for half a day for no one, falling short.


    Dumbfounded, she stumbled a few steps, “How did this happen?”


    Vivian was trembling with anxiety and immediately reached for her cell phone to call Trent, but she pressed the wrong number under the stress.


    She hung up the phone, found Trent’s number again, dialed it and the other party answered in seconds, “Miss Vivian?”


    “Wake Issac up, ask him, ask him where Morris is, go, go!”


    “Okay, okay, okay. I’m going now.”


    Trent didn’t dare to dy, and went immediately.


    Vivian’s heart was burning, leaning helplessly against the fence at the edge of the square, with the harbor behind her, the sound of the whirling waves ringing in her ears, interspersed with the cries of seagulls.


    She regretted that she had just knocked Issac out in one fell swoop, confident that Morris was over here, and thus missed the best opportunity to save her.


    If she had been interrogated more, Issac might have revealed the whereabouts of Morris.


    Vivian thought to herself as she confessed.


    But she didn’t know that Issac would rather die than kill Morris, so how could he reveal where he was hiding Morris?


    The cold, the coolness from the bones swept through her body, causing every pore in her body to scream.


    I don’t know if it’s too cold on the beach or what’s going on, but I’m always shivering.


    If Morris dies here today, Vivian will probably never forgive herself for the rest of her life.


    The corner of the square is extraordinarily dark because of the stacked containers blocking the light. Vivian fell to the ground in a weak state and nced at her watch to count down thest fifty-eight seconds.


    She clutched her cell phone and stared at the stopwatch countdown with wide eyes. The feeling of powerlessness, knowing that the person she loved was about to die, but unable to do anything about it, tormented her.


    Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.


    I don’t know if it’s sand in the eyes, or too sad.


    Vivian slowly closed her eyes and leaned on the railing behind her, and after a few seconds, she opened her eyes.


    And at that moment, her eyes slightly skimming, saw the tower crane standing on the sea.


    Because the tower crane is far from the shore, the height is very high, she automatically ignored the tower crane where she could see.


    Vivian’s eyebrows knitted, miso stood up from the ground, gaze dead on the crane.


    She guessed that Morris must be there.


    But this far away, there is still a chance?


    Slowly lifting the phone in her hand, the screen automatically lit up, and the time was being disyed on it.


    Five minutes and thirteen seconds.