In fact, he had decided to give up. This was the craziest couple he knew!

Still, he tried to act tough. "Think I'll be scared or what?" he sneered. "You're just trying to frighten us."

“One," Lilah began her count.

Immediately, Darian's eyes widened and he began to panic.

The others also stepped back. They all knew the explosives on Lilah's body were no joke.

If these explosives were detonated, all of them would die.

"Two," Lilah continued the count.

"Hey, hold your horses!" Darian shouted in terror.

Hearing Darian's words, Lilah sneered. Was he only scared now?

With a grin, Lilah mentioned, "Mr. Martel, there's just one shot left."

She raised the remote and was about to press the button.

Darian was shocked.

"I'll release them. Drop it!" he yelled, his teeth clenched.

He was afraid that if he spoke too slowly, Lilah would kill all of them.

“Fine, go ahead," Lilah said, uninterested.

A smirk played on Lilah's face and it suggested that she thought Darian was mediocre.

Darian gulped. He signaled his men.

The black-clad crew hurried away.

Lilah smirked, keeping hold of the remote. Then she strolled toward Gerard.

Darian could only watch, seething inside, but keeping quiet.

Who'd dare talk now?

Lilah felt like she'd lived a lifetime in those few steps she took.

Sweat drenched her back, and she felt a chilling coldness all over.

Gerard gazed at her.