Chapter 1961 Hanging By A Thread
As the men continued their search, they quickly captured the attention of the islandâs inhabitants. In the
dead of night, no one noticed the ocean surface turning faint red, as though being tainted.
In the meantime, Lana was on a search for Matteo as well. Ever since Theo succeeded on the mission,
she had already been on the lookout for him.
To her dismay, she had not expected Hugoâs security to be so advanced. Even though her team was
still fifty kilometers away from shore, the seawater there was also detected by the islandâs laser beams.
âThat old son of a-â
Lana scolded in frustration. She grabbed the nearest communication device and attempted to contact
Matteo once again.
âMatteo? Matteo? Do you copy?â There was no answer. The only thing that greeted her was dead
silence.
Lana paled at the lack of response. Scanning the pitch black waters in front of her, a shiver ran down
her spine. After a brief pause, Lana ordered her team behind her, âBring me my diving suit.â
âCaptain Warlow?â The police officers following behind her were startled.
They were still a long way from the island. Not to mention that laser systems were defending the
waters. If Lana were to dive into the sea, even though she might be able to maintain a safe depth, there
would still be a huge risk of her triggering the security system. If that were to happen, her body would
be one with the ocean, carried away by the tides.
Naturally, everyone disagreed with her plan.
Enraged by their unresponsiveness, Lana threw the communication device onto the ground with a
clatter before turning to take her diving gears herself.
Just then, something caught the attention of one of the officers. He noticed some movement on the
island through the binoculars.
âCaptain Warlow, look! I think thereâs someone there!â Without a word, Lana immediately went over to
take a look.
There really were people on the shore. When Lana took hold of the binoculars, she could see the
silhouette of a person dragging another person out of the water on the shallow end of fast west of the
island. The outlines of the two people were partly shielded by the multiple boulders on the shore.
Could it be�
Lanaâs heart skipped a beat.
Needless to say, it was Theo.
But who was the one who saved him?
Not even in a million years would it cross oneâs mind that it was Rosalie who saved Theo. When
everyone on the island was keeping a lookout for Theo, only Rosalie figured out Theoâs most likely
hiding spot. She deduced that Theo would be hiding in the same place where he had to kill his
companions during the training camp, the place where he emerged as the sole survivor.
It was a secluded space surrounded by steep stone walls.
Back then, Hugo had specially chosen that place to test Theoâs skills.
Rosalie was not stupid. It took her almost no time at all to figure out where Theo could be hiding.
After all, with the island on complete lockdown, if the man had not escaped the island, that would be
the only place he would hide in.
Thud!
With all her might, Rosalie dragged Theo into the basement and dropped him onto the ground. The
moment his body hit the ground, Rosalie noticed the pool of blood gushing out of his abdomen.
In no time at all, his black shirt was drenched in red.
Rosalie stared at the motionless body in front of her wordlessly.
Although she wanted to rip the man into shreds, Rosalie tore the edge of her dress and wrapped the
fabric on the wound as a makeshift bandage.
Roughly twenty minutes later, she took out the medications she had taken from her room and applied
them to the injuries of the unconscious person on the ground.
Soon, the wound stopped bleeding.
Exhausted, Rosalie slumped onto the ground with a thump.
What followed after was absolute silence.
What was I thinking?
Truth be told, even Rosalie herself was perplexed by her actions. When she escaped her room through
her window, her mind was consumed by the thought of killing the man and bringing his head to her
father if she could find him.
Yet when she saw him, she could not bring herself to take his life.
Instead, she brought him back.
I⦠Iâm going to ask him nicely, ask him why he did what he did.
And also, Iâll ask him who he truly is. I canât get an answer if heâs dead.
Yes. Thatâs what Iâm doing!
Rosalie was finally satisfied with the excuse she had given herself. That night, she did not go anywhere
else. Neither did she do anything else except stay by Theoâs side and wait for him to wake.
âMmmâ¦â
It was already dawn when Theo regained consciousness.
Theo tried to move his body on the ground. However, the pain from his injuries was too great. As a
reflex, Theo parted his dry and colorless lips and groaned in pain.
The sound awoke Rosalie. She immediately snapped her eyes open.
After five minutes, the dark basement was lit up by the flashlight on someoneâs smartphone. Still lying
on the ground, Theo squinted his eyes at the sudden brightness. Slowly, Theo started to make out the
person standing in front of him.
âItâs you?â
Disappointment filled his gaze at the sight of Rosalie.
His reaction caused the suppressed rage in Rosalieâs chest to flare up in an instant. In the blink of an
eye, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the man by his collar.
âWhatâs wrong? Unhappy to see me? Did you think youâve escaped successfully?â
Rosalie spat out the words in contempt and disgust. She wanted nothing more at that moment than to
rip him to shreds.
As a response, Theo merely glanced at her calmly without saying a word.
The edges of Rosalieâs eyes reddened as she tried her best to keep her voice from cracking. With a
burst of strength, she yanked the top half of his body off the ground and snarled, âWho on earth are
you? Why did you steal from Father? What are your intentions?â
âAre you really that naïve, Ms. Tilan? Since Iâm stealing from him, of course Iâm intending to deal with
your father!â
âDeal with him?â Rosalie blanched at his words.
âSo youâre after his life. Are you a policeman? Or are you one of those who are seeking revenge from
the Tilans? Iâm going to assume the former. This device has to be a communication device with your
supervisor, am I right?â Rosalie held up an earpiece between her fingers. âTell me, what would happen
if I were to tell them that Iâm holding you captive?â
Theo remained silent.
His pace was so pale that it was almost as white as paper. Droplets of sweat covered his face.
For the first time, Theo eyed Rosalie with a look of hostility. âBe my guest. Do it. I dare you.â