NovelStartChapter 890 At All Costs Four men in the black SUV wore sunglasses with curled lips, looking indecent.
Suddenly, the phone of the man in the passenger's seat rang. He lowered his head to check on the caller ID and swiped to answer, "Hello, Mr. Eastwood?" His voice softened.
"Still haven't taken action?" Repressing his anxiety, Leslie asked coldly, "What are you doing?" He had got everything ready except for two hostages.
After kidnapping Alfie and Diana, he could escape as planned. Otherwise, Ivan's men would stop him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter he sensed something was wrong, he planned to run away.
Therefore, the two children could protect him.
"Soon, Mr. Eastwood," the man answered in a low voice. He peeked out the window and added, "We've found an excellent chance. In half an hour." "Remember. Do it at all costs." Standing before the French window of his villa, Leslie looked out with a murderous gaze.
He ended the call, rubbing his chin while pinching the phone.
"lvan Marsh, it's not the last second yet. You might not be the winner. Humph! Wait and see." A big silver suitcase was behind him. It was heavy, full of his bank cards, gold bricks, and piles of cash.
He had sensed how fierce Ivan was, so he decided to escape Arkpool City before being captured.
According to his subordinates, not only the airport but also all piers of Arkpool City had been watched by Ivan. It was said Leslie could never run away.
However, with Ivan's children, Leslie believed he would win. He could not only escape but also make some money.
'Humph! You are too young and too naive, Ivan Marsh!" Finnley, Mya, and the children arrived on the seashore. Watching the blue sea, they stepped on the soft sand while listening to the waves. The air was full of a romantic atmosphere.
Standing shoulder-by-shoulder, Finnley and Mya enjoyed the fresh sea breeze, feeling relaxed and dreamy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Ms. Saunders, Mr. Russell, please wander on the seashore. Naturally. No need to act," the cameraman said, "Just naturally wander. Leave everything to us." "Mya, Finnley, we'll play on the shore." Alfie held Diana's hand. "No worries. We'll build castles on the sand." "Don't go into the sea," Mya bent over, gripped their shoulders, and reminded them, "Don't get sand into your eyes. Be careful." "Ms. Saunders, | can take care of them. Please rest assured," a female employee said, "I have two children at home. I'm good at taking care of children." "OK. Thank you so much." Mya beamed at her, two dimples on her cheeks.
The children ran towards the shore, took off their shoes, and dug holes joyfully. They hadn't been to the seaside for a long time.
The black SUV had stopped. The man in the passenger's seat watched the scene through a telescope.
"The kids are playing by themselves." An evil smile appeared on his lips. He was confident about the chance.
"Only a woman is watching them." Another man in the backseat took over the telescope to check on them. Then he looked around. "Only Finnley Russell can fight, right?" "We must not alert him," a man suggested, "The longer we fight, the more possible we'll fail." "Let's watch longer, then." "OK." The blue sea was a romantic icon. Many new couples would choose to take photos or hold weddings on the seashore.
The photos would meet the new couple's requirements with the cameraman's skills.
Finnley looked at the sea with her while propping his arm on Mya's shoulder. Sometimes, they also prayed for Eloise.
Occasionally, they whispered to each other, or Finnley straightened her hair. With every single move, they looked into each other's eyes. The cameraman caught the moment and pressed the shutter on time.
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