William’s blood ran cold. His pupils trembled.
“Skyla Jasper, let her go!”
“Let her go?” Skyla laughed.
Branches had cut several bloody lines across her face. Blood trailed down her pale skin and gathered at her jaw. When she smiled, the dried blood cracked at the edges, making her look almost ghostly.
Then her smile slowly faded.
“When she’s dead, I’ll let her go.”
Chris had been dealing with Sean, but he had never stopped watching Winter. The second someone threw an explosive towa her and William, he shook off the Zeller bodyguards and rushed over.
Then he saw Winter in Skyla’s grip, with a gun pressed to her head.
Winter’s face was bloodless from the cold and exhaustion. She looked frighteningly fragile, as if one more blow could break
A layer of frost seemed to settle over Chris’s face. His fingers tightened around his gun until his knuckles creaked.
He had prepared for almost everything, yet he had still failed to account for Skyla making it this far.
“Chris,” Skyla said softly.
The moment she saw him, a gentle smile appeared on her face.
She had known it. As long as Winter was in danger, Chris would come as fast as he could.
The truth was, Skyla had known for a long time that Chris loved Winter.
Chris simply refused to admit it. Over time, Skyla had numbingly convinced herself too, telling herself that Chris didn’t love Winter at all. 1
She had thought the feud between their parents‘ generation stood between them like an unbreakable wall. She had thought Chris hated the Scott family to the bone. She had thought he could never love Winter again.
But he still loved her.
He loved her even more than before.
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When Skyla realized Chris was about to come closer, she tightened her grip on Winter and backed away.
“Stop!” Her voice rose, shaking. “Chris, stop right there! Don’t come any closer!”
“If you want something, take it out on me.” Chris’s voice was low and rough, edged with unmistakable killing intent “Lether
go.”
“Let her go so the two of you can be together?” skyla’s eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth “Til never allow that Not event, if I die!”
With Winter being held hostage, the Xander bodyguards and the Zeller bodyguards, who had been fighting moments ago, all stopped and rushed over

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One wrong move, and Winter could be hit.
“Back up! All of you, backup”
She lowered her voice beside Winter’s ear.
“What did you do to Chris? What kind of spell did you put on him?
“How did you make him unable to forget you? Teach me. Weren’t we best friends once? Teach me…
Winter could feel the barrel breaking the skin at her temple. Skyla kept pressing harder, as if she wanted to drive it into her flesh. Waves of dizziness rolled over Winter, but she forced herself to stay conscious.
Following Skyla’s words, she said, “Fine. I’ll teach you. I’m tired of Chris anyway. If you want him, take him.
Skyla gave a low laugh. “Do you think I’m stupid?”
“Aren’t you?” Winter said. “Do you really think killing me will make Chris love you? Let me tell you something. It won’t. Even if I die, there will be other women after me. Are you going to kill them all too?”
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