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Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 437

A sharp pain pierced my heart, and it felt like my breathing had stopped. I lifted my leg to approach Idris, but before I could even take a step forward, my wrist was grabbed.

It was Lucas.

He held my hand tightly, his gaze provoking Idris as he smirked. "Mr. Young, isn't it inappropriate to call out to my fiancee in front of me?"

I furrowed my brows. Since when had I become his fiancee?

Idris did not look at him. His gaze remained fixed on me.

After a while, he repeated, "Yvette, come here." Just a few seconds later, he added, "Let's go home."

Those few simple words made my nose tingle, and tears uncontrollably streamed down my face.

I glanced at Lucas, pursing my lips, my voice hoarse as I said, "I want to talk to him for a few moments." Without waiting for his response, I tightly gripped the curved knife in my hand and continued, "You can disagree, but the only thing you'll take with you today is my life."

He furrowed his brows with lips pressed tightly. His dark eyes narrowed slightly when he noticed the curved knife in my hand. After a long moment, he released me. He lowered his voice and warned, "Yvette, you’d return quickly, or I'll make sure Kobe doesn't leave this place intact."

I paused, staring at him in bewilderment. He raised an eyebrow, his lips slightly parting as he said, "I've already planted a timed explosive on him. As long as I'm not happy, even if he had already died, he’ll still be blown to pieces. You won't even be able to take his remains with you."

I trembled with anger, feeling his extreme malice. He had prepared everything from start to finish and never intended to let me rescue Kobe.

Suppressing my anger, I squeezed out a word through my clenched teeth. "Fine!"

Hearing my answer, he smiled satisfactorily and said, "Go ahead, then."

As I approached Idris, it felt incredibly difficult although it was just a few short steps. It had been months since our separation in the open sea, and since then, Idris had grown thinner and more weary. His once-handsome and clear face now looked gaunt and defined.

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