No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 821

I stared wide-eyed at Ernest, utterly in disbelief. I had thought he was Dustin's captive, but to my shock, he turned out to be an accomplice, and worse, he was threatening Fanny.

Wasn't he supposed to take me?

Or maybe he just couldn't bring himself to harm me and decided to use Fanny as leverage instead.

The scuffle came to a halt as Ernest's cold gaze swept across the room, finally landing on Sinclair. "Mr. Anderson, you know what to do now, don't you?"

Sinclair had arrived amidst the chaos, and had been attacked earlier, preventing him from protecting Fanny.

"Let her go. I'll be your hostage," Sinclair said, his deep eyes fixed on Fanny.

"Mr. Anderson, you know what happens to those who waste my time," Ernest's voice was icy, a stark contrast to the man I once knew.

I couldn't help but speak up, "Ernest, why are you doing this?"

He glanced at me briefly before turning his attention back to Sinclair, his gaze full of pressure and threat.

Fanny, surprisingly calm, seemed unfazed, but I was filled with dread. I shouted at Ernest again, "Ernest, if you need a hostage, take me! I'm pregnant, for goodness' sake, it's a two-for-one deal!"

"Shut it," he barked, anger flashing in his eyes, the knife in his hand pressing against Fanny's neck, drawing a thin line of blood.

"Ernest, don't hurt Fanny," I screamed.

"Fine, I'll get a helicopter to get you out of here," Sinclair said, understanding all too well what Ernest wanted with Fanny as leverage.

"Uncle, no," Fanny interrupted him, "I don't care what happens to me. Let them do their worst. We need to stop these criminals."

Her courage was unexpected; she seemed unafraid of death.