Back to the Past Breaking the Love Spell (Carlisle Zahn) novel Chapter 340

Chapter 340 

Eight of the assailants stepped out of their cars, each wielding a submachine gun. 

“Shit…” Joshua trembled with fear. 

He dropped the kitchen knife and sprinted back into the town. 

He yelled, “Run! They have guns!” 

The town residents had never seen such a scene. A wave of panic washed over them. They dropped their 

tools and scattered in all directions. 

Trey’s smile froze on his face. It took him a good ten seconds to recover. 

“A bunch of traitors and cowards… It’s really disheartening!” he muttered bitterly. 

Shein sighed lightly. 

“It’s not their fault. Mr. Collins, you should head back into the town too. Their target is me.” 

“What are you saying? Do you think I’m the kind of person who would abandon you out of fear?” Trey 

responded angrily. 

Shein chuckled, feeling a bit comforted. 

Despite Trey’s usual grumbling, he didn’t abandon Shein in the face of danger. This loyalty reassured 

Shein that his investments in the town weren’t entirely wasted. 

More than 20 assailants entered the town, brandishing long, gleaming knives. 

Trey caught sight of the weapons and gulped nervously. 

He then forced a stern expression and said, “That little brat Joshua has disappointed me. I’ll drag him back, we can’t have him let you down like this!” 

With that, he strode toward his home. 

Shein smiled wryly. He couldn’t blame Trey. Anyone would be terrified in this situation. He was scared 

too, but fear wouldn’t help him now. 

Soon, more than 20 assailants reached Shein. 

The group leader pulled a few photos from his pocket for comparison, then said with a smile, “You must be Shein Thompson.” 

Shein took a deep breath. 

“Yes, I’m Shein Thompson.” 

The leader praised, “You’re not scared at all. As expected from a well–experienced tycoon. Don’t worry. We’re only here for money. We don’t intend any harm.” 

Shein felt a bit relieved when he heard they were only there for money. 

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“How much do you want?” 

The leader held up three fingers, 

Shein chuckled. 

“Three million dollars?” 

The leader burst into laughter and turned to his comrades. 

“Mr. Thompson has quite a sense of humor.” 

His accomplices laughed along. 

Shein continued, “Well, 30 million dollars wouldn’t be out of the question.” 

The leader’s smile faded, replaced by a sinister expression. 

“Mr. Thompson, do you think your life is worth just 30 million dollars?” 

Shein narrowed his eyes slightly. 

“You want 300 million dollars?” 

The leader laughed again. 

*300 million dollars wouldn’t even dent your empire, would it?” 

Without waiting for Shein to respond, he added, “Besides, the 300 million dollars isn’t just for your life. It’s for the lives of your entire family.” 

“Dad!” 

Zachary’s voice came from behind. 

Shein turned to look. 

He saw Zachary and Wanda being escorted by over a dozen assailants. Their bodyguards were bound, 

with socks stuffed in their mouths. 

Shein resignedly closed his eyes, feeling a heavy weight on his chest.