Chapter 1077: Chapter 1077

Chapter 1077:

The car halted at the intersection. Bryan reached out, pulling Eileen close. “Eileen, these past two days have been hell for me,” he growled through clenched teeth, emphasizing each word.

He looked weary.

He continued, “You told me to let Christos go. If I hadn’t known you better, that ungrateful request would have driven me mad.”

Eileen winced as Bryan’s fingers dug into her neck, and her tone softened. “I was afraid you’d kill him or worse. There wasn’t time for me to explain.”

What Eileen had managed to say in the heat of the moment were those three firm words: “Let him go.” No explanation, no context—just a command that could have driven Bryan mad if he had been irrational.

Bryan’s dark eyes landed on her disheveled hair, his anger melting away. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss.

Suddenly, Eileen jerked back. “Wait! There was someone else with Christos. I forgot to ask who helped him kidnap me.”

She craned her neck out of the window, but the helicopter was now just a speck in the distant sky. “Oh no, he’s gone!” she exclaimed.

Bryan gently pulled her back. “How did you know there was an accomplice?”

Eileen’s face fell. “Someone visited Christos, urging him to kill me. He refused to do it, partly because he was trapped in Alverton, and partly because he couldn’t do it to me.”

“No need to elaborate on that second reason,” Bryan said, starting the engine. His voice held a sharp edge. “Should I be thanking him for not killing you?”

Lᴀt𝑒st chαptєrs in ɢ𝓪lnovels.𝑐𝑜𝑚 Eileen bit her lip. She hadn’t meant it like that!

As the car sped toward the Vazquez Mansion, Eileen silently berated herself for forgetting to press Christos for more information.

Three hours later, the car arrived at the Vazquez Mansion.

Leyla and Gabriela were waiting at the door, seated on small stools.

As the car neared, they both stood up and started to walk over.

Eileen didn’t hesitate. As soon as she stepped out of the car, she rushed toward them. She scooped Gabriela into her arms and embraced Leyla.

“Grandma, I’m so sorry for letting you worry about me,” Eileen said.

Leyla’s eyes brimmed with tears as she patted Eileen’s back. “You’re home safe. That’s all that matters.” The relief of having her granddaughter back made her feel instantly better.

Bryan got out of the car with his phone in hand. He dialed Raymond, instructing him to question Christos about the accomplice.

“Okay,” Raymond said. After a pause, he couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Dawson, why did you let Christos go only to have us chase him again? Surely you don’t intend to keep that promise?”

He suddenly stopped himself, realizing his mistake.

Bryan’s voice turned icy. “Have I ever broken my word, Raymond? Perhaps I should cancel your annual bonus…”

“No,” Raymond interjected quickly. “I was just curious…”

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