The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 964 - 943: The clash at the summit!

Chapter 964: Chapter 943: The clash at the summit!

Perhaps it was the man’s aura that was too overwhelming, or maybe it was his composure that was too unnerving, but suddenly, everyone around fell silent, all eyes turning in the direction of the voice.

As Roy Thompson brought Bella Gordon to Madeline’s side and instructed the accompanying bodyguard to watch over her, he slowly, deliberately made his way toward the source of the voice. His expression was calm, but his gaze was as sharp as ice, sending shivers down the kidnapper’s spine, "Who are you?"

At such a young age, he not only boasted such grand claims but also possessed an atmosphere that shocked the crowd and looked down on everything. Who was this young man?

In Andras City, there was such a talented individual, "Who are you really, and what right do you have to demand her release?"

"I don’t need any rights. I’m the one who can save your life!" Roy Thompson took steady steps towards the kidnapper, his voice firm, "You can only trust me now. Do you think kidnapping a little girl will threaten anyone? This will only make your death more miserable!"

"More miserable?"

Hearing these words, the kidnapper suddenly laughed, "Could it be worse than being desperate like I am now? Could it be worse than being imprisoned and sentenced to death?"

"Of course, death is too easy, too simple. There is something in this world more terrifying than death, and that is... living a fate worse than death!" Roy Thompson looked at him with dark, cold eyes, "Be smart and release her. My airplane is outside. I can take you to Morocco. Otherwise, once Mario Jensen arrives, you won’t be going to Morocco, but to... the eighteen levels of hell!"

The reputation of Mario Jensen was known by almost everyone - stern and merciless in his dealings, which is why, in just a few short decades, he had taken the Jensen firm to the pinnacle of the business world. None who offended him ever had a good outcome. But that wasn’t the key point. The key was that Michael Gordon, the wealthiest man in Andras City, and Jaysen Smith, the financial genius, these titans of the business world, were all on friendly terms with him. Once they took action, forget escaping to Morocco, even if he fled to Antarctica, they could still bring him back.

At the bottom of the kidnapper’s heart, terror began to take shape, and he subconsciously leaned back with Nana Jensen’s body, "You... don’t come any closer. If you do, I’ll kill her!"

"You can choose to kill me, because you won’t get the chance to kill her!"

A cold, haughty voice came with unprecedented arrogance, "Now you only have two choices: one, kill me; two, let her go!"

"Brother Thompson, don’t come any closer. Don’t worry about me, he won’t dare to kill me. You step back, step back!"

Hearing Roy Thompson’s words and seeing the man’s resolute, icy eyes, Nana Jensen finally broke down completely, "Stop worrying about me, I am not afraid of death. Just go!"

In Nana’s eyes, Roy Thompson was still the teenager who used to play with her and Bella Gordon, definitely not a match for this fierce and desperate villain. What people fear the most isn’t how strong the opponent is, but if the opponent has nothing left to lose and isn’t afraid to die. Clearly, this kidnapper was. Therefore, she didn’t want Brother Thompson to get hurt!

"Nora, don’t be agitated. Be careful not to hurt yourself!"

Her hysterical struggle could easily provoke the kidnapper to make a rash move, resulting in a swift execution. "Don’t worry, Brother will definitely save you!"

Roy Thompson’s hand, tucked in his waistband, became momentarily stiff, and his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Bella Gordon, standing not far away, had her fists clenched so tight that her fingernails had dug deep into her palm, her body tense, holding her breath, heart leaping to her throat, devoid of the sensation of beating.

She knew that all she could do was to remain silent at this moment, not to distract him, and to trust him!

Willy Smith, standing in front of Madeline, almost bulged his eyes out. Already as tall as Madeline at such a young age, his demeanor was still immature—only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child, unable to exude the steadiness and calm of Roy Thompson.

His white teeth bit into his lips, and never before had Willy Smith felt such an intense dislike for being so young, so powerless; otherwise, he could have gone to save Sister Nora himself!

Sienna Harrison felt the tension of the two young ones beside her and couldn’t help but gently pat their backs to comfort them, "Roy will definitely find a way to save Nana Jensen. Let’s all not worry too much!"

Actually, she was more worried than anyone else.

"Brother Thompson?"

The kidnapper, being an old hand at this, heard the title and, associating it with the aura present, started to have an inkling. There could only be one person whom Mario Jensen’s daughter would call Brother Thompson: the eldest son of the Thompson family in Corda City. Although he resided in Corda City, he had inextricable ties with the Gordon family, the Jensen family, and the Smith family of Andras City. "Are you Oliver Thompson, the son who’s been drinking ’foreign ink’ abroad?"

As he spoke, the kidnapper scrutinized him from head to toe, somewhat in disbelief. It was hard to believe that a man who had been ’drinking foreign ink’ abroad could possess such a formidable presence. He didn’t look at all like the gentle and elegant scholarly young man, but more like a man who had been toughened by the army!

"Indeed!" Roy Thompson took another step forward as he spoke, "Scared?"

Scared?

Scared my ass!

It wasn’t Oliver Thompson himself, after all!

"You’re a Young Master who couldn’t fight his way out of a paper bag, at most you can speak a bit of English or French, what can you possibly do to me? It would be a different story if your dad showed up!"

That’s what he said, but deep down, he was scared, after all, that aura was not to be underestimated!

However, now that he was backed into a corner, he had no choice but to fight to the death. Clearly, this man before him was going to be much harder to deal with than Mrs. Jensen and Lina Miller.

"Are you sure you won’t let her go?"

Roy Thompson’s hand remained casually in his pocket, but his mind was calculating the distance. The edge of the man’s knife was too close to Nana Jensen’s neck, and he was indeed somewhat nervous. One misstep could cost a life!

Even in his calm state, Roy Thompson’s hand clutching an object inside his pocket began to sweat slightly.

"It seems you are very nervous about her. Do you like her?"

This supposed realization brought joy to the kidnapper. After all, only those we care about can be used as leverage, just as Lina Miller would agree to any demand without conditions. And if this man really liked the young girl, then his chances of winning could be much greater.

Like?

The word fell by Nana Jensen’s ear and struck her heart. She looked up at Roy Thompson, who was very close to her and gently shook her head, the man instantly understanding what the young girl meant.

"Yes, I do like her quite a bit!"

Having watched her grow up, if Bella Gordon was his wife, then she was like a half-sister to him. Saying he liked her was not an exaggeration. But just as he finished speaking, Nana Jensen’s eyes widened to their utmost as if she were shocked.