<h4>Chapter 348: Everything Was Gone</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    Samantha looked firmly into his eyes and pinched the poisonous needle determinedly. Deep down, she uttered the same word, “Goodbye!”


    If she could turn back time, she would make sure not to fall in love with Timothy again and immediately give up the first time he rejected her.


    Since she could not, then she would rather never meet him again in the next life.


    She hoped not to meet him even in the afterlife.


    Samantha watched as Timothy curled his forefinger and immediately aimed at a certain point on his neck. The moment he pulled the trigger, she would stab that poisonous needle into his neck.


    They would then die together.


    However, the door to the church was pushed open at a critical moment and a weak yet firm voice resounded through the church hall.


    “Which one of you dares toy a hand on my granddaughter-inw!”


    Everyone’s first instinct was to look in the direction of the source, where they saw Aunt Julia pushing a wheelchair that contained a pale-faced Old Madam Barker.


    The bodyguards wanted to stop her, but another group of well-trained bodyguards poured in behind the olddy, protecting her properly and confronting the bodyguards that were about to stop her.


    Both groups were old acquaintances and merely stared at each other.


    They all worked under the Barkers, with Old Madam Barker’s bodyguards belonging to one group while Timothy’s bodyguards belonged to another.


    There was no distinction between their ranks and the only difference was who they answered to.


    Old Madam Barker’s bodyguards used to serve under Old Master Barker and it should have been Timothy who inherited them and they were considered to be Timothy’s people too, but since the olddy was still alive, much of her authority had not been handed over to Timothy and she still had control over them.


    Ronald was surprised at first when he saw Old Madam Barker’s appearance. Although she had sessfully made it through the danger period, she had been in aa ever since and he did not expect her to regain consciousness!


    Unable to contain his excitement at the olddy’s presence, he believed that the entire issue might be sessfully suppressed.


    Harmony’s eyes widened all of a sudden when she saw Old Madam Barker. The proud smile that was about to appear on her face suddenly turned into a frown and made for an amusing sight.


    She never would have thought that the old hag would wake up and rush over at that kind of a juncture...


    Aside from feeling shocked, Harmony felt an endless fear too.


    ‘If that olddy woke up and knew that I instructed Dr. Highton to poison her, she would never let me go!’


    Harmony’splexion changed at once and her body trembled uncontrobly.


    Samantha was just as surprised when she saw Old Madam Barker. She did not expect her kind thoughts to be of any help in saving Old Madam Barker.


    During the time she apanied Old Madam Barker, she saw that the olddy was still in aa even though it was almost time to go back to Emsteldt. With no other choice left, she made ast-ditch effort to put the lifesaving pill she once gave to Old Madam Barker into the olddy’s mouth.


    In truth, she was unsure whether or not it would work and felt that it might not have that much of an effect, but she could not just sit around not doing anything.


    At that moment, she was very happy to see Old Madam Barker regain consciousness.


    Timothy turned around and nced at Old Madam Barker. There was a little flicker in his eyes but his emotions were still imperceptible. Even so, he did not let up and continued to hold the gun to Samantha’s forehead.


    The dark muzzle was still pressed to Samantha’s eyebrows.


    It was evident that none of what was happening had managed to dispel his murderous intent!


    Upon seeing the scene, Old Madam Barker could not control herself from coughing a few more times. Aunt Julia hurriedly reached out and patted her on the back.


    “Push me over!” Old Madam Barker said with difficulty.


    Aunt Julia nodded and pushed Old Madam Barker’s wheelchair. They walked along the path that the bodyguards paved until they reached Timothy and Samantha.


    At that point, Old Madam Barker did not call out to Aunt Julia anymore. She grabbed the wheelchair armrest with both hands and forced herself to stand up. Then, she looked up at the indifferent, dangerous, and ruthless Timothy.


    She raised her hand slowly and her fingers were trembling as they reached for Timothy’s wrist.


    Timothy looked down at her.


    The olddy exerted a bit of strength, grabbed Timothy’s hand, then pointed the gun in his hand toward herself.


    Samantha immediately found it difficult to breathe as she said, “Grandma!”


    Aunt Julia looked at the olddy nervously too. “Old Madam!”


    Old Madam Barker looked at Timothy and said with crystal-clear rity, “You want to kill Sammy today, don’t you? Over my dead body!”


    She sneered, “Go on! Shoot!”


    Timothy’s ck eyes stared at the olddy in a manner that was just as indifferent and gloomy as before, although there were some traces of iprehension.


    A few secondster, he curled his lips into a smirk.


    His fingers then loosened and he pointed the muzzle down.


    It was apromise, at least for the time being.


    Only then did Old Madam Barker let go of his wrist. She then reached out to grab Samantha, urging her, “Let’s go, Sammy.”


    Samantha had practically held her breath after that emotion-charged moment earlier.


    Timothy was, fortunately, able to maintain thest trace of his conscience and thankfully did not pull the trigger on Old Madam Barker!


    Although she knew that Old Madam Barker was here to save her, she had not been able to ask about Matthew yet...


    Her hesitation made Old Madam Barker grip her hand tighter, and the olddy’s tone became even firmer as she said, “Let’s go, Sammy!”


    The olddy could not hold on for long, and if she copsed, then no one would be able to protect Samantha anymore.


    Sensing Old Madam Barker’s shakiness, Samantha had no choice but to suppress her chaotic thoughts. She held Old Madam Barker’s hand, helped her back into the wheelchair, then pushed the wheelchair out.


    Timothy’s gaze finally fell on Samantha’s figure and there was a look of intrigue in his eyes.


    Not longter, Samantha walked out of the church along with Old Madam Barker and Aunt Julia. The bodyguards also left one by one and the church returned to silence.


    Harmony looked at the scene in front of her and clenched her hands fiercely, so much so that her long fingernails were digging into her palms.


    It was always the olddy who saved Samantha whenever there was a chance that Samantha would be destroyed!


    Samantha somehow came back from the dead that day and the olddy regained consciousness too. In the meantime, her wedding to Timothy...


    She struggled to get up from the ground, after which she looked aggrievedly at Timothy with reddened eyes. “What… What about our wedding, Tim?”


    Timothy gave her a sideways nce but did not answer her. He walked past her, looked at Ronald, then opened his lips to say, “Find out the status of my marriage to Samantha.”


    The bodyguards finally let Ronald go. He exhaled heavily and responded, “Yes, Mr. Barker.”


    He took his phone out and quickly dialed a number.


    After his call went through, he spoke to the person briefly and ended the call soon after. He then nced at Timothy and said, “Mr. Barker, you and Ms. Larsson aren’t divorced. You’re still legally married.”


    How could it be?


    Harmony felt like she had been struck by a thunderbolt from the blue and could barely stand still despite holding on to the chair beside her.


    That day was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, but...all of that vanished into thin air in the blink of an eye...


    Timothy cocked his eyebrows slightly and a terrifying storm seemed to be brewing in the depths of his eyes.