Married by Accident, Taming the Billionaire novel Chapter 476

Chapter 476 He Won the Bet

"Ah! It's a bomb!"

Cecelia exclaimed, and everyone was shocked to see it.

This was too malicious!

They kidnapped Doris, and even tied explosives to her. Heather was too malicious!

But Remington and the others were very clear that this might not be Heather's doing. Because she might not have such an ability. Someone must have been controlling everything behind the scenes.

Now, Remington had no time to think about it and shouted, "About two minutes left! Everyone! Leave the scene! Cece, you too!"

After the others had retreated to a safe area, Remington told Cecelia to do the same. But Cecelia refused to do so. She couldn't possibly leave her daughter in such a danger.

"I can't leave Doris..."

With Doris sobbing in Cecelia's arms, Remington started examining the bomb device wiring, trying to find a way to disarm it.

Roger Shawn helped by bringing pliers, saying, "We've got the tools. And we've contacted the bomb disposal experts!"

"Only two minutes left. I'm afraid it's too late! Just clear the scene!"

The biggest problem now was time. The time left was too short. Even if the bomb disposal experts were found, they might not be able to arrive in time.

Roger helped evacuate the personnel downstairs.

Cecelia asked Remington, "How is it? Can it be defused?"

Remington was somewhat at a loss. Beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead, and his hands were shaking a bit.

It seemed like everything he did would be in vain now. Time was passing second by second, and he was more anxious than anyone.

He wanted to save his daughter!

But he had no expertise in bomb disposal!

And the device attached to his daughter was different from ordinary explosive devices. If one who with no understanding out it directly tried to turn it off, it was possible that the bomb might be set off and blow up the entire place.

There was only one minute left. Cecelia and Remington felt helpless for the first time. Both of them had no way to defuse the device.

Adam, Winger, and the others were all extremely anxious, but there was no good solution.

Just then, Jersey, disregarding the danger, ran back from downstairs and said, "Cecelia, Remington, let me try!"

Remington and Cecelia both looked at Jersey, who was wearing patient clothing. The wound on his arm had cracked, and blood stained his clothes red.

He covered his arm and pleaded, "May I try?"

"You know about bomb disposal?" Remington asked.

"I... I've studied it."

Some people liked to study obscure things, and in Jersey's case, it was bombs.

Having once been obsessed with the sense of fragmentation brought by explosives, he had studied various explosive devices. Perhaps for him, bomb disposal was just as exciting as cutting human parts off.

But Jersey never dared to let outsiders and Cecelia know about his dark habit.

Hearing this, Cecelia looked like she had found a savior, saying with tears, "Jersey, just try if you know about it! Please save my daughter! I beg you!"

After getting permission, Jersey stepped forward. Ignoring his own injuries and pain, he began checking the device on Doris.

At this moment, everyone at the scene all placed their hope on Jersey. Remington was grateful and glad that someone actually knew something about this field.

Jersey took the pliers, and Remington helped hold little Doris. Holding her daughter as well, Cecelia watched Jersey's movements with tears on her eyelashes.

Jersey took a look at the boom, and the time was running out.

As the timer started counting down from 10 seconds, Cecelia felt her heart jump to her throat. She was afraid that even Jersey couldn't find a way to defuse it. Then what should they do?

Which wire to cut was critical. If he cut the wrong wire, all of them might be finished.