Chapter 622: Chapter 622



Conflicted and in pain, Katherine bit her lower lip and nodded, albeit reluctantly.

The back door was unguarded, and four cars were waiting outside for them. Once everyone got in, the cars sped off through the main gate. Hearing the noise of cars leaving, Wade fired twice in their direction.

Aboard one of the cars, Fannie covered her ears tightly while Bobby pushed her head onto his lap.

“Stay down. Don’t move.” Fannie shivered in fear, being in such a dangerous situation for the first time. Still, she couldn’t help but sneak a glance at the situation outside through the car’s back window.

Two groups were in a tense standoff, with Adrian and Joelle standing at the center, calm and unruffled.

Dark clouds gathered overhead, the air thick and motionless, with silence pressing down like a weight.

As the car sped away, Fannie could no longer see what happened next.

gⱯlnσν𝓮ℓs․cøm brings endless adventures Wade held a crying little boy in one arm and a gun in the other. Joelle couldn’t make out the boy’s face clearly, as Wade quickly had someone whisk him away.

“Ryland!” she called out.

Wade aimed the gun at her, not hesitating to fire. Adrian reacted swiftly, pulling Joelle behind him. The bullet grazed his shoulder, but he shielded her from the worst of it. Wade’s grip on the gun tightened, his expression as steely as the barrel pointed directly at the couple.

“Give me back my brother,” Wade demanded.

Wade’s actions bordered on recklessness, drawing an amused reaction from Joelle. His fear of losing his brother was palpable, but did he not understand the torment of a mother at the prospect of losing her child?

This time, Joelle refused to stand behind Adrian.

“Wade Potter, return Ryland to me now, or I swear, I’ll bring you down with me.” She could no longer afford to wait for the police.

Behind her stood figures from the underworld, allies she had secured through the Ricard family for this very confrontation—to capture Wade alive.

Wade pulled the trigger, sending a shot into the air as a blunt warning. “Unless I see my brother, you will not lay a hand on Ryland.”

Adrian’s expression hardened, his eyes cold and unyielding. “Do you honestly believe you can bargain with us?”

Suddenly, Wade aimed the gun at his own temple, his grin unhinged. “Go ahead, kill me if you dare. But without me, you lose Ryland too. I’ll take him to the grave with me.” His voice was thick with resolve, signaling his readiness for a fatal standoff.

Any further negotiation was postponed until Wade was reassured of Chris’ safety.

Joelle and Adrian exchanged a significant look before turning to enter the castle.

Callan leaned forward, his brow furrowed in concern. “Mr. Miller, what’s our next move?”

“Keep him in your sights. Rafael is heading over now and will have Chris here by dawn. With Chris in hand, we’ll have the upper hand.”

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