Not only did they lock Be''s room door, but they also confiscated her phone, prohibiting her from


    contacting anyone.


    This incident stirred up concern among all the members of the Thompson family.


    If the Thompson brothers were not eager to return home to stay by their sister''s side, they would have


    initiated a global hunt for Justin.


    After the heated argument, Wyatt started feeling unwell. Asher and Axel helped him back to his room.


    "If either of you are thinking of siding with that Salvador jerk, you''d better shut up and leave!"


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    Axel was so angry that he gritted his teeth. "Side with him? I''m not that dumb!"


    Asher calmly rified, "You''re overthinking. I don''t intend to do so either."


    "Hmph! I''ll give the both of you some credit for having a conscience."


    Suddenly, a loud thunder resonated through the night.


    A lightning bolt illuminated the dark night.


    Peering out of the window, Wyatt bitterly wished. "God, why can''t you just strike that jerk dead with a


    lightning bolt?!"


    Upon hearing this, Asher and Axel went speechless.


    "Chairman Thompson!"


    Quentin hurriedly approached them, his forehead dripping with sweat. "Chairman Thompson, Mr.


    Salvador is here. He''s right outside the gate!" The Thompson father and sons were shocked.


    *


    Tonight in Hatchbay, the rain was even heavier than in Savrow.


    Justin stared fixedly at the tightly shut gates of Yara Park, the howling wind filling his suit and chilling


    him to the bone.


    He had called Be countless times, but someone had turned her phone off.


    Laden with bitter guilt and remorse, Justin came to Yara Park.


    He was desperate to see her. Yet deep inside, he felt as though his heart had sunk into an abyss of


    despair.


    Would he ever get a chance to see her again?


    Justin waited in vain for a long time, until the rainpletely drenched him and his phone battery was


    nearly depleted.


    But he could not fathom what he was waiting for.


    Just then, amid the rain-washed air, came the heavy thud of footsteps.


    Justin instinctively looked up, and his heart sank instantly.


    A gaping ck muzzle was looming in between his brows.


    "Justin, you deserve to be shot for what you''ve done to my sister."


    Den stood before Justin, his right hand gripping the gun handle and pressing it firmly against Justin''s


    forehead. Raindrops fell continuously from the brim of his military cap, entuating the cruel beauty of


    his crimson eyes.


    "Be is a good girl. She''s our princess... And yet, just because of your involvement with her, her life is


    ruined!"


    In the rain, Den roared with hatred. As a military officer known for his unwavering uracy, his grip


    on the gun was almost unsteady. "What do you have topensate for? Why don''t you offer your life


    aspensation?!"


    Justin''s gaze was lifeless, devoid of resistance.


    Death held no terror for him.


    His greatest fear was that his love for Be would be abruptly severed.


    "Dec! What are you doing?!"