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    "Don''t move!" Taylor roared, pulling Yvonne into his arms. He pressed his elbow hard against her chest, the barrel of his gun against her temple. "If you want to see the woman you love die right in front of you, then go ahead. Try me!"


    Taylor knew very well that Drew was a top-level agent who could take down a hundred men single-handedly and end his life in the blink of an eye. He had no shot at escaping, and Yvonne was hisst bargaining chip.Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    The woman he imed to love had now be a hostage. How pathetic andughable!


    "Drew... Don''t worry about me... Just go!" Yvonne cried, tears streaming down her face, but her tone was resolute.


    "If you dare hurt her, I swear I will make sure you die a terrible death!" Drew''s eyes were bloodshot, and a cold, murderous aura surged in him. "Yvonne and I have already registered our marriage. She''s my wife. She''s my woman now!"


    Taylor''s expression twisted with madness as he tightened his grip on Yvonne, causing her face to flush red. "We could have finished the wedding, escaped, and lived a happy, carefree life together. You ruined it all! You''re the one who''s destroying Yvonne! It''s all because of you!"


    "Taylor... Wake up..."


    Yvonne gasped for air, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. "Can''t you see it yet? This is all a trap set by Christopher. He made you marry me and forced this grand wedding to draw attention to you while he escapes. He ns to use our deaths to secure his own freedom. You think you''re his confidant, his right hand... But from the beginning, you''ve been nothing more than a pawn to be discarded!"


    "Enough! Do you think I don''t know that?! I don''t need you to remind me of any of that!"


    Finally, Taylor lost control. He shouted furiously, "What are you all standing around for?! Kill him!"


    The Iverson men under Christopher''smand were not supposed to obey Taylor.


    However, Drew''s presence made them realize the gravity of the situation. They all pulled out their weapons, ready to take him down.


    Just then, two imposing figures burst through the door.


    It was Justin and Ralph.


    Dressed in ck tactical gear and bulletproof vests, their faces were sharp and cold, their eyes fierce. They held their guns steady. Then, they swiftly took out Christopher''s men who had aimed at Drew.


    At that moment, the two brothers battled side by side, testing their courage, skills, and marksmanship.


    No matter the circumstances, they always pushed themselves to confront the enemy and each other.


    It was a pity that Be and Arnold were not present. They would have made the group even stronger.


    Amid the bloodshed and chaos, Taylor dragged Yvonne toward the back exit of the chapel, making his escape. "Yvonne!" Drew shouted as he recklessly chased after them.


    The police officers filed in one after another, surrounding and subduing the remnants of Iverson guards.


    "Drew went after them alone!” Justin said, his sharp eyebrows furrowing.


    "The SWAT team has surrounded the outside of the church. There''s no way Taylor can escape!" Ralph''s expression was stern as he gripped his gun tightly. "But we don''t know if Taylor will act desperately and harm Yvonne. In my experience, we should prepare a sniper now."


    Justin lifted his chin slightly, his eyes narrowing. "I''m ready at any moment!"


    ...


    Meanwhile, at the president''s house


    in Sentanta, Cami changed into gardening boots and put on an apron. Standing amidst a colorful sea of flowers, she picked fresh blooms to put in a vase.


    Be stood gracefully at the edge of the flower bed, soaking in the warm sunlight. The warmth soothed her anxious heart a little.


    Just then, her phone buzzed in her pocket.


    She took it out and looked at the screen, and her heart suddenly sank.


    It was an unknown number, a local Sentania number.


    A sense of foreboding slithered up her slender legs like a cold snake, creeping up ominously.


    Seeing that her sister was not paying attention, Be turned away, slowly answered the call, and held the phone to her ear.


    "Be." The warm, gentle voice called her name like it always did.


    However, the voice made her feel like she had fallen into an icy abyss. It was as if a cold wind wrapped around her and invaded her, causing her to hug her shoulders tightly.


    "Be, I know you''re listening." Christopher chuckled, his tone calm and unhurried.


    Be clenched her teeth, her beautiful eyes turning icy cold.


    "Be, I miss you so much." Christopher spoke in a hushed, raspy voice. "I think, at this very moment, you must be thinking of me, too."