Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 425

“Grace, tell them you'll do it! I just want to come home!”

“Disappearing without a trace is terrifying. I don’t want to die…”

“Save me… and save Grandma…”

“The world outside is so much better…”

“Why are you being so indecisive! Just give it to them!”

The last sentence, Dorian practically screamed.

Butcher nodded in satisfaction, snatched the phone, and sneered into it, “Ms. Hart, did you hear that? Your beloved grandmother and your useless brother are both in my hands. I want to see the key by noon tomorrow. Otherwise, you can prepare to collect their bodies.”

With that, Butcher hung up.

“Nicely done,” Butcher said, patting Dorian’s cheek. “It seems you really are afraid of dying.”

Dorian hung his head, his messy hair hiding his eyes.

The moment Butcher turned to leave, Dorian’s eyes, which had been filled with fear and cowardice, suddenly became sharp and focused.

*I am afraid of dying,*

Dorian thought to himself.

*But I’m more afraid… of seeing that disappointed look in her eyes again.*

***

At the Clarke family villa.

Grace held the disconnected phone, her lips trembling uncontrollably.

“Grandma…”

Her tears finally began to fall.

Though she and her grandmother weren’t related by blood, she was the last family Grace had in the world.

“Don’t panic.”

Damien gently held her, then voiced his suspicion after a moment of thought.

“Something was off about what Dorian just said.”

“Off?” Grace looked up, her eyes blurry with tears.

“He’s a coward, no doubt, but he’s not a rambling one,” Damien analyzed calmly. “Those things he said didn’t make sense together, and… he was deliberately emphasizing certain words.”

Grace snapped back to reality.

Their childhood.

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