"Where is the child?" I came here for only one purpose, so I naturally went straight to the point.
"Arianna, you're always impatient. Let's sit down first and talk." Sebastian blew out a smoke ring, looking calm and unflappable in front of me, and it made me angry.
I could no longer be patient. I took out the letter opener that was hidden in my pocket early in the morning, and aimed it at my chest. "I want to see my child now, or you'll be using my corpse to threaten Hendrix!"
"Arianna! What are you doing! Put it down!" Aaron was shocked and reached out to stop me, but I dodged him.
"Don't come closer!" I retreated to the side, and even Aaron was on guard.
Unsurprisingly, Sebastian's face changed slightly when he saw me like this. Although it disappeared in a flash, I still saw it.
"You wouldn't dare. Arianna, are you willing to abandon your child?" Sebastian squinted his eyes as he gave me that hypocritical reminder.
"Humph! I die, so what?" I sneered and waved the knife at my chest, again and again, as if I was going to stab it in. "It's all because of me. As long as I'm dead, my children will be fine. It's better for me to die earlier than to be separated for the rest of my life. Consider it as an apology to the children!"
"Aaron, I'm sorry. Tell Hendrix to find the children and avenge us!"
After that, I raised my hand to show the blade before they could react.
"Stop!" "Arianna!" Aaron and Sebastian shouted at the same time.
It was Aaron who stepped up quickly and smacked it out of my hands. He caught me after, and kicked the knife two meters away.
"Aaron, let me go. If I can't see my child, I don't care even if I die!" I struggled, but my eyes were fixed on Sebastian the whole time.
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