Chapter 209
Chapter 209 Heart-pounding Rescue (1)
Nancy’s heart raced with hope and thought, It’s really Nichs. He came. He came to save me. At that
moment, fear and the reality of her abduction faded into the background. His presence provided an
immediate sense of security. “Nichs…” she uttered, her voice trembling with emotion.
He looked at her with deep tenderness and reassured her, “Don’t be afraid, Nancy. I’m here with you.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she nodded. “Okay, I’m not scared. I’m not scared as long as
you’re here.”
Puck, growing impatient, interrupted with a menacing tone, “Alright, enough with the romantic drama!
You can kiss all you want once I get my money, or you’re both going to die!”
Nichs went ahead and tossed the suitcase to Puck. “Here’s 150 grand. Get someone to check it.”
Puck flew into a rage. He whipped out a gun and cocked it against Nichs’ head. His tone turned
malicious as he sneered, “Are you ying with me, Mr. Sallow? Or have you lost your memory? I
asked for 7.5 million.”
“Nichs…” Nancy’s heart nearly stopped at the sight of Nichs with a gun pointed at his head. Her
worry surged uncontrobly.
However, he remained oddlyposed. “Calm down, Nancy. I’ll be fine,” he assured her with a
confident smile..
His attempt at reassurance did little to ease her fears. The threat of a gun loomed heavily. If Puck were
to lose his temper and misfire, the consequences would be catastrophic. Her anxiety was entirely
warranted.
Despite the dire circumstances, Nichs remained seemingly unaffected, standing tall, his demeanor
unwavering in the face of the gun.
This apparentck of fear infuriated Puck, prompting a sneer. “I see you don’t fear death, Mr. Sallow.”
Nichs smiled and looked at Puck. “If I’m right, you’ve never seen so much cash before.”
“And what of it?” Puck retorted.
Nichs maintained a wry smile as he spoke, “You have no idea how heavy 7.5 million in cash can be.
A thousand 100-dor bills weigh about 2.2 pounds. Multiply that by seventy-five, and you’re looking at
approximately 165 pounds. It’s quite a burden. Do you think I could climb a mountain carrying that kind
of cash?” With a deliberate motion, he gently guided Puck’s gun downward.
Puck yed along and tucked his gun away. His henchman came with the suitcase. “It’s 150 grand, Mr.
Wolfe?”
“Real cash?”
“Yes.”
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Puck looked at Nichs. “Where’s the rest of the money?”
“At the base of the mountain. Send your men to retrieve it.”
“Fine. You wait here.” Puck sent a group of men down. Ten minutester, he received a reply.
“Mr. Wolfe, there’s 4.5 million here.”
“Where’s the rest of the money?” Puck looked at Nichs.
Nichs approached Nancy. He said, “Give me back my wife, and I’ll tell you the location of the
remaining money.”
“No,” Puck refused.
Nichs’ demeanor underwent a dramatic shift, turning cold and unwavering. With an icy re, he
issued a stern warning to Puck. “Choose wisely. You have my wife. I won’t lie to you. And even if I am
lying, you’ve already gotten most of the money. That’s enough. If it really is a lie, you can alwayse
back to catch us. There are two of us. We can’t run far. But…” His tone shifted to a sterner warning. “If
any harmes to my wife, you won’t see a penny of my money.”
Puck’s irritation red. He had been the one delivering threats, not on the receiving end. The sudden
reversal of roles unnerved him, prompting him to draw his gun and press it against Nancy’s head. This,
he believed, was the smartest course of action.
Nichs quickly said, “Put your gun down, Puck, or you’re not getting any money!”
Puck sneered. “Do you want your wife alive, Mr. Sallow?”
“I’m telling you again. If anything happens to her, none of you are getting away. I’ll make sure I kill all of
you. The dead can’t spend any money.”
“You’re trying to threaten me, Mr. Sallow?” Puck might look nonchnt, but he was getting scared.
“I am not. Let my wife go, and you get all the money, or all of you are going to die here. Choose.”
Everyone on the mountain heard that, and Nichs’ eyes scanned everyone sharply.
Before Puck could say anything, hisckeys said, “That’s enough, Mr. Wolfe. We don’t want to die.”
“Yeah, Mr. Wolfe. We still want to have fun.”
Puck pouted and moved his gun from Nancy’s head to Nichs’. “How will you give me the rest of the
money?”
“I’ll take my wife and leave. For every minute, you get 150 grand. You’ll get all the money once we’re
20 minutes away from this ce.”
“Fine, I’ll give you a chance.” Puck put his gun down and looked at the men holding Nancy. “Untie her
and let her go.”
The moment she was untied, she sprinted toward Nichs. He rushed toward her as well. The winds
howled, but they hugged each other tightly as if they had just escaped a life-threatening crisis.
“Nancy…” He hugged her tightly, almost as if he wanted to merge her into his body. “Are you hurt? Did
they hurt you?” he whispered, his voice trembling.
Nancy could see the fear in his trembling form, his chest rising and falling rapidly as his heart pounded
in his chest. She recognized his fear, but he was making a conscious effort to remain calm, knowing
that only then could he engage in any negotiations.
In the midst of her fear and terror, she clung to him, her arms encircling his waist. Tears streamed down
her face, rendering her speechless. The shock of her near-death experience had left her shaken and
terrified, the thought of never seeing him again haunting her every moment. When she embraced him,
inhaling his scent and listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, she finally felt a sense of safety
andfort.
The howling winds whipped around them, causing Nancy’s hair and clothes to billow and dance in the
air.
“Are you cold?” Nichs leaned lower, asking gently.
She nodded. In response, he gantly removed his jacket and draped it around her shoulders. The
jacket was long and thick, providing ample warmth. It extended all the way down to her ankles,
enveloping her in his lingering warmth, and she instantly felt the chill dissipate as she embraced the
comforting embrace of his jacket.
“Better?”
“Yes.”
“Hold me. We’re going home.”