Chapter 895
Judders.
The noise of a helicopter engine was getting louder.
As soon as Eugene looked up, he saw two black helicopters hovering above the cruise ship. At the door of the cabin, a man in a shirt was holding a sniper rifle, aiming at him.
Eugene trembled, and he almost fell.
"Boss, be careful!" The bodyguard quickly helped Eugene get up.
Puzzled, Sylvie also looked at the sky. The two helicopters were getting closer to the deck, and the person in the lead was Cedrick.
"Grandma, Grandma! We're here!” Beside Cedrick was Catelyn, sporting a big jacket and waving at Sylvie.
Cedrick rescued Catelyn after all!
Sylvie breathed a sigh of relief. Catelyn's safety was all she wished for.
Seeing this, Eugene came back to his senses and immediately took out a dagger. He brought it against Sylvie's neck and dragged her to the railing, with Sylvie facing the sniper on the helicopter while he hid his head behind Sylvie's.
Soon, a helicopter landed firmly on the deck.
A rope ladder was put down on the other helicopter, and Eason came down with several bodyguards.
Shortly afterward, about eight bodyguards quickly surrounded Eugene and his two bodyguards, who were all trembling with fright.
At the railing, Eugene timidly hid behind Sylvie and shouted, "Don't come any closer! If you do, I'll kill her!"
"Uncle Eugene..." Catelyn suppressed the anger in her heart and persuaded him, "Release Grandma; she's innocent."
"Innocent, you say? Then who's not?! You? You were 'dead' all these years, but you just waltz in one day to steal my money! If it weren't for you, Summer's share of the property would've been given to me and Harry eventually!"
"Stop your nonsense right now, Eugene!"
Sylvie's face reddened as Eugene restrained her. "Even if Cat didn't return, I'd use Summer's property to establish a charity foundation to fulfill her passion for charity back then!"
"See?! You're biased-you always are! Summer has been dead for more than twenty years and even abandoned her family for a man, yet you're still willing to take so much money to fulfill her charity dream! What about me? Do I only deserve that little amount of money?"
Eugene became more agitated the more he talked. What he hated the most was that Sylvie never favored him as a son.
Trembling, the tip of the knife nicked Sylvie's neck, causing blood to surface.
She had been held hostage once in the past, so she was calmer this time as she said, "I won't give it to you because you can't keep it! Why can't you understand?”
"I don't understand, and I don't want to!"
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