Bab 276: Timothy Barker Will Be Yours

Samantha fell into his arms after being hit by the bullet. He held her and had blood all over his hands.

He watched as her face drained of all color and turned tense because of the pain. Cold sweat was beginning to form all over her forehead.

Panic was a word that did not exist in his dictionary ever since he was young, and he felt no such emotion even when the kidnapper pointed the gun at his forehead.

At that moment, however, he was inexplicably flustered.

There were simply too many girls around him, all of whom said they admired him. Even so, he knew deep down that they admired not Timothy, but the power and financial recourse that he represented.

That was his impression of Samantha as well.

It was why he had never expected a girl like her who constantly blabbed about how much she admired him would be so brave as to rush out and save him with such disregard for her own life.