Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 517

Compared to Xavier, Thomas was on edge as he had never experienced this pain.

"Good. I like how straightforward you are."

Xavier slid a hand into his pocket as he raised another to snap his fingers.

His subordinates, who were standing close by, understood his signal and walked to a sedan. They opened the car door and lugged two people out.

Yes, they were being dragged out of the car.

As the car was not parked far away, Thomas could see the bodyguards carrying two limp bodies with black hoods over their heads.

It was obvious the people being carried on the bodyguards' shoulders had fainted. Their legs were hanging limp on the ground as they were dragged forward.

His eyebrows furrowed as he burned with anger. "What the hell did you do to them, Xavier?"

"A life for two. What more could you ask for?" Xavier held a cigarette between his two fingers and sniggered, "Hand Antheena over."

"F*ck, you—”

Thomas wanted to argue, but Xavier did not have much patience. "If you dilly-dally anymore, I can't promise you what will happen to the two of them."

"Then, remove the hood. How else can I confirm it's them?"

"You need to bring Antheena out first."

"Fine." Thomas relented.

He signaled to the people behind him, and they immediately opened the car door and walked Antheena out of the car toward them.

The square was dim, with only the soft yellow light from the faraway street lights illuminating their silhouette.

They stood still with the hostages a few meters apart and removed the hoods and mask, respectively.

Finally, Thomas could see Matthew's barely recognizable and badly beaten-up face, while Troy was covered in scary bloody welts.

That was his brother! Thomas clenched his fists and wanted to punch Xavier in the face, but he controlled his anger. "Let them go." Then, both parties released their hostages at the same time.

Thomas' quick-witted bodyguards immediately went up to support Troy and Matthew.

On the other hand, Antheena walked toward Xavier without a scratch on her, but her hands were tied up. "Sebastian, I knew you would return."

She was carefree and relaxed despite the tense situation.

Xavier's well-defined eyebrows furrowed slightly at her remark. "You're too mischievous. We have to hurry back."

He took a step forward and pulled on her hands, which were still confined by a rope before he walked toward the sedan.

Suddenly, a voice rose from behind them.

"Since you're already here, why the rush to leave, Xavier?" the bright voice asked.

Everyone turned and looked at the source of the voice to see Veronica, dressed in a black casual outfit and her hair in a ponytail. She walked with confidence toward them in her Doc Martens.

"How could you do this to me, Miss Murphy?" Antheena's blue eyes hardened when she saw Veronica.