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Chapter 1317
Everett had this gut feeling, a premonition that made him act without hesitation.
"Head to the apartment building."
Kevin hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Mr. Lopez, maybe I should go? Your current status... it's not exactly low-profile. What if he's set a trap? You could be walking into danger!" The depth of hatred Lane harbored for Everett was no secret, evident through recent events.
While he might not harm Dorothy, there was no doubt that given the chance, Lane wouldn't hesitate to strike at Everett with full force.
"Dorothy could be in Lane's clutches. Do you really think I can just sit back, worried about my own safety?"Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
"Mr. Lopez..."
A single glance from Everett silenced Kevin.
He could even see a flash of deep, seething anger in Mr. Lopez's eyes.
Lane... he had touched a nerve, messed with someone Everett held dear.
...
An hour, it seemed like an impossible feat.
Dorothy couldn't even make it from the top floor to the bottom in that time!
All she could hope for was that within the hour, Kevin would notice her absence and somehow pinpoint her location...
Though even Dorothy herself doubted the likelihood of that happening.
Behind her, Lane's towering figure loomed, his lips curled in a smirk.
"Dorothy, just call me 'husband', and I'll grant you an extra ten minutes."
She furrowed her brows, giving him a glance before resuming her frantic search for the antidote.
Lane's patience snapped, and he advanced, gripping her jaw tightly.
The pain made Dorothy's frown deepen.
"What are you doing?"
"Dorothy, when will you realize the
Pent you're in?" Lane hissed,
the fury in his eyes unmistakable, "Why do you insist on maintaining this aloof attitude with me
"Let go of me!"
"You're already cornered, yet still so defiant. Save your energy." The difference in their strength and height was so significant that Dorothy was almost lifted off her feet. Soon, you'll be under me, screaming."
Dorothy struggled, but his grip was overpowering.
"You! You promised an hour!"
"I did, but I make the rules here!" Lane's laugh was cold and menacing. "After an hour, I've even arranged for a little audience to enjoy the show!" Dorothy paled, "Lane, this is too much!"
"You and Kenneth keep insisting there's nothing between you, right? So, I figured... he wouldn't mind watching us, would he?"
"If he shows even the slightest bit of
discomfort, send him to join Quincy, along with Everett!" Lane,
despite seeing some logic in Dorothy's words, was far from convinced to dismiss his suspicions about Kenneth.
His sudden appearance was suspicious enough.
And with Dorothy ending up in this apartment building, Lane considered it highly likely that Kenneth had somehow tipped her off.
"Another murder? Lane, you're beyond redemption! Is this your twisted version of love?"
"Don't worry, even if Kenneth sees your body, I won't hold it against you!" His laughter was cruel, each chuckle a hammer to Dorothy's heart. Just an hour.
If no one came to her rescue...
Dorothy had no doubts about the lengths Lane would go to fulfill his twisted desires.
He was beyond any reason now.