Chapter 687
Killing the woman outright seemed like a waste.
Nick didn’t make a sound. He bent down and placed both his and Khloe’s phones, along with all their belongings, carefully on the floor.
His message had just gone through when, the instant b phone hit the floor, it lit up with a notification-a message from an unknown number.
Nick hesitated for the briefest moment. The man noticing, didn’t give him a chance. He slammed his foot onto Nick’s hand, and the cold barrel of the gun jabbed sharply into the back of his head.
“What are you trying to do?” the man growled.
Nick let out a muffled grunt as a sharp pain shot up his fingers, spreading along his nerves like fire.
“Mister!” Khloe panicked, raising her hands and looking up at the man with a pleading,
almost fragile expression. “My husband’s a good man! He’s just… slow! Please don’t get angry … I still have something valuable on me, you can take it…”
Her hand held a large, sparkling diamond ring.
Even a cold-hearted man can’t resist a beautiful woman’s plea. He raised his chin and motioned for her to remove the ring.
Once she handed it over, he shifted his weight, slammed Nick’s phone several times with the sole of his boot, and kicked it across the floor.
Before Nick could rise, the man yanked him off his seat. Khloe gasped as he clamped a hand around Nick’s neck.
“So, you’re pretty rich, huh? This diamond ring must be worth a fortune… You’ve got at least a million, maybe more?”
Nick let out a short, humorless chuckle, raising an eyebrow. “More than that.”
The man froze for a second, realizing only then that Nick was provoking him. Without warning, he slammed a fist into Nick’s face.

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