Caleb, who was outside the door, felt amused and knocked on the door.
"Go on, Ms. Stanton, what else do you want to say to M r. Ferguson?"
Caleb put the phone on the floor, not knowing whether to speak to her or to Eric.
"Mr. Ferguson, you only have half an hour to come here. If you don’t come over, this place will be detonated, and Ms. Stanton will turn into ashes...”
His voice was cold, hoarse, and a little out-of-control.
The phone was on speaker mode, so Nicole could clearly hear Eric's voice.
Nicole's tears kept flowing down her face.
"Caleb, don't you dare touch her!"
Eric's voice was also a bit manic and hysterical.
Caleb laughed. "Mr. Ferguson, I'll give Angie to you since I don't want her anymore. Whether or not you can keep Ms. Stanton depends on your own ability."
His voice made people feel despair.
Caleb knocked on the door and bid Nicole goodbye extremely politely.
"Goodbye, Ms. Stanton."
It was as if he expected her certain death.
What a way to torture people.
Even if Caleb did not believe that Eric did not love Nicole or that Eric would really get on the plane, from the time Eric planned to put up this act and push back the conditions, Caleb was already looking forward to this day.
Didn't Eric say that he did not love Nicole?
Then Eric could watch her die.
Caleb was not a businessman who would bargain. He was a psychotic arms dealer and a terrorist who kills without blinking.
Eric Ferguson was still too inexperienced to deal with Caleb.
The sound of Caleb's departing footsteps was just as slow and light as when he came.
Nicole's heart seemed to be immersed in the cold seawater as she quietly waited for time to pass.
When Nicole touched her face, she felt some wetness.
Thirty minutes.
That was her final deadline.
Eric's voice came through from the phone outside.
"Nicole! Nicole, do you hear me? Where are you now?
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