Chapter 670

Chapter 670 All was silent again.

Probably frightened by her hysterical scream, the bodyguard stopped moving for a moment. The ax stopped right above

Thomas's hand.

Everyone looked at Sylvia and the extremely grim-faced man who was holding her.

Sylvia’s eyes were red, and the tears could not stop flowing out. She looked at him and choked. “I'll do anything as long as you

let him go.”

There was only pleading on her red face. There was no trace of the usual arrogance she had when facing him.

It was as if a long thorn was stuck in Odell’s chest. He pursed his lips, held back his emotions, and cupped her face, asking ina

low voice, “Are you really willing to do anything for him?”

Sylvia did not hear the meaning of his words. She only wanted to get Thomas out of the house. Thus, she agreed to his words.

“If you want to sleep with me, I’ll let you sleep with me now. You can do whatever you want as long as you let Thomas go.”

Odell curled his lips. “Fine, then we'll do it here.” His face suddenly turned cold, and he said to the bodyguards, “Take him next

door.” The bodyguards nodded in reply and carried Thomas off the table. He suddenly struggled. One of the bodyguards was

taken off guard and almost let Thomas go free. He subconsciously kicked Thomas, stepping on his leg. Thomas stumbled and

almost fell to the ground. Soon, the two other bodyguards pinned him down.

He struggled to stand where he was. His usually cold gaze was now full of wrath as he looked at Odell. “I’m not going anywhere,

Odell. You should just cut off my hand.”

Odell’s eyes narrowed.

Sylvia looked anxious and immediately said, “Thomas, I’m fine. Hurry up and leave. | — Mm!”

Before she could finish her words, her entire body was spun around, and her lips were sealed in that instant.

She did not hear what else Thomas said. She only heard a small movement of struggle, and then the door of the room was

closed.

She wanted to turn around and look, but before she could move, the strength of the arms binding her grew even stronger. She

could not even move her face to the side.

The man clamped her in his arms and nibbled on her lips, attacking with force without the slightest hint of mercy.

Before long, she was thrown onto the bed not far away. The large bed creaked loudly, and the clean and tidy bedsheet was also

creased and messy.

Sylvia was stripped bare before she had time to struggle. The window was open, and the cool

breeze from outside kept blowing in, so she instantly shivered from the cold. Seemingly sensing her shivering, the man stopped

moving and crouched over her, his gaze scarlet. Sylvia asked weakly, “Can you close the window first?” He raised his brows.

“Are you cold?”

She let out a low hum.

He propped her chin up. “Move more and your body will heat up.” Her face grew hot, and she subconsciously wanted to push

him away, but before she could raise her hand, the look on his face instantly turned dark. Her courage waned, and she quickly

put down her hands. Odell snorted a laugh and looked at her, demanding, “Kiss me.”

Sylvia frowned and lay still.

He also frowned, looking unhappy. “Weren't you willing to do anything for him? What do you want to back out?”

Sylvia’s throat choked. Then, she sat up on the bed and took the initiative to approach him. The tip of her nose brushed against

the side of his face, and her soft lips gently pressed on his thin lips.

Just as she was about to pull away immediately, her body suddenly sank.

Thud! She was knocked back onto the bed by him with so much force that she felt her insides shake