Once His Wife, Now His Rival 234 Chapter 234 Taking Her Hostage Jade had badly underestimated Brenna, assuming she would be an easy target for Viper, whose combat skills were usually unrivaled.
She was confused by the situation. How could Brenna, who seemed so delicate, have been able to kill Viper? Viper couldn't even overpower a woman? So useless! The unexpected turn of events left Jade shocked. Her eyes, filled with intense hatred, locked onto Brenna.
As Vanland's underground networks crumbled and key distributors were arrested, Viper's role in establishing new connections had been crucial. Now, with his death, Jade found herself uncertain about the future of her business.
Jade hissed with fury, "You'll pay for this with your life, Brenna!" Jade gave a subtle nod, signaling two more gunmen to enter. Their weapons clicked ominously as they loaded them and aimed them at Brenna.
Ethan moved quickly, drawing his gun and pulling Jade over, the cold muzzle pressing against her head. "One move, and she's dead," he said coldly.
Jayceon and Ernst, caught off guard by the sudden escalation of the situation, stopped at the entrance, watching the tense scene.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThey then reacted immediately, raising their guns in unison, aiming them at the armed guards.
Denis found himself unarmed, regretting his lack of preparation for what was happening. He had really thought this was going to be a simple gathering.
In a calculated move, Denis discreetly retreated to the men's restroom for cover. Brenna, meanwhile, positioned herself strategically behind Ethan, her firearm aimed at the opposing gunmen.
Jade had never expected Ethan to take her hostage. He was gripping her neck tightly, causing her pain without any hint of compassion.
Jade said, "Ethan, what are you doing? Are you truly planning to marry this cold-blooded killer? She just killed a man! Lower your gun; let's resolve this peacefully." Understanding Jade's merciless nature well, Ethan knew she cared little for the lives of her own crew. Viper death didn't matter to her.
Her anger was probably driven by his importance to her operations.
Ethan's voice was icy as he ordered, "Tell your men to stand down, or I'll shoot." 18:16 < Chapter 234 Taking Her Hostage He increased the pressure of the gun against her head, tilting it. Jade stiffened, fearful of the gun going off. "Ethan," she pleaded urgently, "why choose Brenna over me? She's ruthless, taking lives without hesitation. How can you be at peace being with someone like her? I love you more, and I can help advance your career with my connections. I'm also not as cruel as her. Ethan, choose me. I'm the better choice for you." As she saw his indifference, tears welled up in her eyes, and her frustration grew.
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out as Ethan fired a warning shot into the wall. "This is your last chance-drop your weapons, or I'll put a bullet in her head." His words were cold, and while he considered his escape options, his grip of the gun remained firm.
The security team hesitated, torn between giving up their guns and letting Ethan take control of the yacht or resisting and putting their boss' life in danger.
Jayceon and Ernst cautiously moved closer, their weapons ready, eyeing the armed men.
Running out of patience, Ethan acted decisively and shot Jade in the arm.
The sound of the gunshot echoed sharply.
Jade let out a painful cry. "You really shot me?" she gasped, staring at Ethan in disbelief. "How dare you shootbecause of her?" In that instant, any lingering affection she had for him hardened into pure resentment. It was clear that she meant nothing to him.
"Drop your weapons," Ethan said again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith reluctance, the guards complied, dropping their weapons.
"Now, leave!" Ethan roared.
Just then, a dark, submarine silhouette slowly emerged beneath the surface of the sea.
Shadowy figures then appeared, moving like phantoms as they silently climbed the yacht's sides with flawless precision. No one noticed them. The first deck had minimal guards, as most had rushed to the upper deck in response to the gunshot, leaving it poorly defended.
The remaining guards surveyed the vast, empty seascape, seeing non other vessels in sight. They were certain that there was no danger here. They were engrossed in the unfolding above as if watching a play.
But the next second, their mouths were covered by gloved hands and their lives were taken with quick, précise knife cuts to their throats. Within moments, the deck was stained with the lifeless bodies of the guards.
A group of twelve operatives moved in quiet coordination, heading toward the second deck with weapons drawn and ready.
Another group of twenty quickly appeared and entered the lower cabins, following Interpol's intelligence about 18:16 < < The