Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131 Do You Want to Go with Him? 

“Hmph,” Lucas snorted, his hand stroking my waist. “But I think my darling here is more useful, You… are of no use to me. Besides, honestly, I don’t care about the police outside. Moreover, our dear Yvette here can’t go more than six feet from me, or she will…” Saying this, Lucas mimed an exaggerated explosion gesture, widening his eyes. “Ka–boom! Our Yvette will be blown to pieces.” 

Idris’s hands that were resting at his sides clenched tightly. His dark eyes focused on the belt around my waist, and his handsome face grew even darker. 

At that moment, I realized that the belt Lucas had fastened on me was a bomb. 

My heart uncontrollably began to race. I did not understand what he really wanted to do. 

“What do you want?” Idris asked Lucas, his voice low and controlled. 

Lucas leisurely raised an eyebrow, smiling as he half–closed his demon–like black eyes and sized up Idris. “How about this? Your life for hers? What do you say?!” 

“Alright!” Idris responded without a moment’s hesitation. 

I was stunned, and Lucas paused for a moment, seemingly surprised. But he quickly narrowed his eyes and said, “Tsk, you’re quite straightforward. Since that’s the case, why don’t you do it yourself?” 

As he spoke, Lucas tossed a switchblade that he had been toying with in front of Idris, saying, “I’ve killed too many people and now find it boring. But I do love to see people in pain. So, how about you start by cutting off your fingers one by one to amuse me?” 

Idris looked at him calmly, bent his tall frame, and picked up the switchblade. 

Seeing him do this, I panicked and said to Idris, “Idris, don’t…” 

Idris glanced at me without speaking, then looked at Lucas and said, “You can have my fingers, but 

we need to negotiate terms. 

Lucas raised an eyebrow. “Let’s hear it.‘ 

“Remove the explosives from her waist, and let her go,” Idris said, his voice not loud but clear and 

powerful. 

Lucas smirked, his dark eyes looking at me. “This scene does seem to have a bit of a heroic rescue feel 

to it.” 

Seeing Idris dark and foreboding gaze, I knew he always did what he said. But I also knew how ruthless Lucas could be. If I stayed, he might not kill me but would endlessly torture me. 

However, if Idris stayed, not only would I not be able to leave, but he would surely die here. 

Thinking this, I reached out and grabbed Lucas‘ hand. His hand was large, with distinct, slender bones, and very attractive. My action seemed too sudden, and he paused for a moment but did not pull away. Instead, he looked at me with interest, waiting for my next move. 

I did not look at his gaze, instead turning to Idris and saying, “Idris, I’ve already signed the divorce papers. There’s no longer any connection between us. I know why you’re here, but I won’t go with you.