Triplets on Secret Mission novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21

His body stiffened but the didn't turn around immediately.

On the other side of the rooftop, Guinevere was being pressed against the railings by another kidnapper.

Half of her body was over the roof.

She looked at the man in the distance with reddened eyes.

“I’m scared…”

She was trembling and her hair disheveled.

There was even a traumatized expression on her beautiful face.

The usually proud celebrity was now hugging her stomach in fear, staring at her fiance with reddened eyes.

“Don’t come here.

They’ll hurt you!”

Stella wasn’t at all fazed by her wails, and in fact even marveled at her acting skills despite this situation.

If she hadn’t woken up and overheard Guinevere’s conversation with the kidnappers, Stella might have actually been deceived by Guinevere’s acting skills too.

Stella didn’t understand why.

She had never actively provoked them before.

It was Weston who asked for the marriage, ruthlessly brought up divorce, and then wanted her to abort the baby…

Yet, Guinevere wanted her life instead!

Stella only wanted to keep the only child she could ever have.

Why must Guinevere force her to die?

Stella was never given a choice.

She was just a sacrificial item in their game of love!

She said nothing and stared straight at the man, watching him turn without hesitation to walk over to Guinevere.

It was as if that momentary pause she saw earlier was just a misconception.

Between her and Guinevere, Weston would always only choose Guinevere.

What was she hoping for…?

Stella dug her nails into her palm and the sharp pain jolted her mind awake.

She closed her eyes and forced down that surging pain to cry out in a hoarse voice, “Weston! She’s lying to you.

These kidnappers are her people… Mmhm!”

The man behind her covered her mouth firmly before she could finish.

His expression looked anxious and twisted as he glared at her.

“Shut up, b*tch!”

Guinevere had never expected Stella to suddenly say that too, so her expression stiffened slightly.

But when she saw darkness flash across Weston’s eyes, she quickly regained her senses and put on a confused look, turning to Stella.

“What are you saying? I don’t even know these people…”

Before she could finish, as if to prove her claims, the man behind her suddenly grabbed her by her shirt collar and rammed her against the railings.

The metal scratched her skin and a bloody wound appeared.

“Tss…”

Guinevere couldn’t resist hissing.

She seemed to be in pain but refused to shout.

She only gritted her teeth and stared at Weston with teary eyes, “Weston…”

The kidnapper suddenly took out a knife and held it at Guinevere’s throat.

“Don’t come closer! Where is the stuff I asked for?!”

With an icy glint in his eyes, Weston tossed the suitcase onto the floor, stepped on it, and kicked, sending the suitcase flying forward.

After counting the amount, the kidnappers signaled to each other.

Weston twisted his wrists in anger.

“Let them go.

Then take the money and scram!”

The kidnapper snorted a laugh.

“Mr.

Ford, you’re a smart man.

You even brought so many people here with you.

If I were to actually give you both of these women back, would my brothers and I be able to get out alive?”