Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire novel Chapter 340

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 340

No more cat-and-mouse games. This time, he would face down Vinson in a duel to the death, for his thirst for vengeance could only slake through his own hands!

The phone in the man’s pocket started to ring in an untimely manner.

He meant to pull it out and reject the call but found cause for pause when he saw that the call came from Chanaea. Nevertheless, he answered.

The party on the other end of the line hailed him before continuing, “I’ve just received word from those useless fools. Arielle is alive!”

“Arielle who?” The name mentioned eluded the man and did not register with him.

The caller grew audibly upset. “That’s the woman who infiltrated our systems and forced us to abandon the whole island!”

The man’s eyes froze over for a moment. “How?”

On the other end, the caller said briskly, “We’ve already rigged several explosives on the cruise she was on, but the vessel did not blow up when we pulled out! When I sent someone up to investigate, we discovered that the wires had been cut!”.

By this point, the lead vehicle of the convoy was a mere two meters from the fork in the road.

“Pull over!” the man suddenly shouted.

Clueless as to why the man wanted them to stop, Gerald dared not question him either, and so he yelled into the walkie-talkie to those ahead of the pack. “Stop the car!”

With a loud screech, the entire convoy slammed on the brakes immediately.

Up at the top of the hillside mansion, Vinson saw how close the cars were from where the mines were buried. They were less than half a meter away from impact when they pulled up.

That drew a frown between his brows.

Jordan tapped his feet impatiently and hollered, “Come on! Get moving, dammit!”

The lead vehicle would be destroyed if it continued its advance. That would have set off a chain reaction which would have taken out the entire convoy!

He was miffed that the car simply stopped and did not resume its forward trajectory.

Inside, the confounded Gerald turned around to check in with the man in the backseat. “Why did you make us stop, Duke?