What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 442

Michael felt nervous. He immediately reached into his pocket and pulled out a gun. Then, he dragged Josephine out of the car.

Josephine's eyelids drooped. She seemed sleepy and struggled to stand steadily.

She stood on her feet and relied heavily on Michael for support.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Michael tapped her cheek with the gun. This time, Josephine rested her head on his shoulder.

He chuckled in exasperation. "I can't believe you can fall asleep in such a situation. It seems like you really trust Lewis, huh?"

Josephine didn't respond. Her breath was weak, and if it weren't for Michael holding her, she might have collapsed.

Soon, the MPV approached them and stopped just a few steps away.

Lewis was alone. He exited the car and stood before his vehicle. Then, he said, "I've brought the money. Release her."

Michael glanced at his car but didn't let go of Josephine. "I want to see the money first!"

Lewis tilted his head slightly and indicated for Michael to check.

Michael gestured to the two masked men, and they quickly walked over to open the trunk. Inside were rows of silver briefcases filled with cash.

The backseats were almost filled with money, except for the two front seats,

They opened the cases and inspected the cash inside. Even the two masked men felt excited upon seeing the stacks of money.

Indeed, it felt different to see so much money before them.

They stared at the 50 million. They couldn't believe their fortune. It was so easy to make money!

Michael seemed excited too. The most money he had ever seen in his life was 500 thousand. He had never seen such a huge amount before.

Lewis asked, "Can you release her now?"

Michael snapped out of his excitement and tightened his grip on Josephine. He said, "Not yet. If I let her go, I won't be able to escape."

Lewis sneered, "I came alone. What are you afraid of?"

"Who knows if you've arranged backup hiding in the shadows?"

Lewis' eyes darkened. He responded coldly, "Michael, I repeat myself. Release her, or face the consequences."

His tone was laced with clear murderous intent. It sent shivers down Michael's spine.

Michael looked around, but he couldn't see anyone. However, Lewis' calm demeanor suggested he must have prepared some backup.

"So, you did arrange backup. In that case, I can't let go of Josephine." Michael suddenly pointed his gun at Lewis. "Step back!"

Lewis narrowed his eyes but remained still.

Michael was furious. He roared, "I said step back! Do you hear me? If you don't move, I'll shoot!"

Michael became increasingly agitated. His grip on Josephine's neck tightened. He was making it difficult for her to breathe. Josephine struggled to open her eyes, but her vision was blurry.

Lewis frowned at the sight.

Michael's hand holding the gun was shaking erratically. He looked like he was about to go crazy.

Lewis' behavior had triggered him. The more composed Lewis appeared, the more nervous and frightened Michael became. Under such intense mental strain, he started to lose control.

"Step back!" Michael roared. He had lost all patience.

His finger was on the trigger.

He glared fiercely at Lewis.

Then, he finally pulled it.

Josephine heard a loud bang near her ear, and she felt a hot liquid splatter on her face.

The scent of blood quickly filled her nostrils.

Josephine's eyes widened as she looked toward Lewis.

He stood there unscathed.

A gust of wind blew, and his coat billowed in the breeze.

Josephine turned to look at Michael.

Michael maintained his posture of holding the gun. His left hand was still gripping her neck. The fear and anger on his face had not yet faded. Disbelief and despair filled his wide-opened eyes.

There was a bullet hole in Michael's neck, and blood was gushing out.

The surrounding masked men panicked. They hastily reached for their weapons.