---- Chapter 201 "No. If I die, it won't bring you benefit, nor to the things you care about. Just trouble," Wendy said. At her words, Grant seemed to fall into deep thought. He stayed silent for a long while before finally speaking . "Oh? And what kind of trouble are you talking about? Getting caught by the police?" Wendy frowned slightly , but didn't answer right away. She had minored in psychological medicine while abroad, which gave her a good sense of people's underlying intentions.

She could tell that the doubt in the man's voice didn't match his calm and steady front. She knew that he was testing her. So she laughed quietly and asked, "Is the police the only thing you're worried about? Mr. Anderson , you don't need to bait me. I do know about your business. James trusts me."" "If he trusts you so much, why are you divorcing him?" Grant sneered. But she could tell from his tone that he still wasn't entirely honest.

Wendy caught the suspicion in his voice and continued , "If you think James no longer cares about me, why would he have me kidnapped?" "You're clever. But unfortunately , no matter how smart you ---- are, your logic is full of holes right now. Don't forget -you're not just James' wife. You're also the mother of his child." He looked at her. His sharp eyes were like a hawk's, cold and piercing in the dark. Wendy nodded. "Naturally, I know that.

But that's not enough for you to go through all this trouble. So, Mr. Anderson, you should be very clear that James only filed for divorce to throw you off. It was a tactic." She had originally planned to say they'd captured the wrong person, and that Jenna was the one he was after. But with the current situation, it wouldn't change her fate even if they realized they'd taken the wrong person. She probably wouldn't be walking out of here alive.

In the silence that followed, Wendy inwardly ran through countless strategies to try to talk him down. But before she could say anything , Grant suddenly laughed. "What is this? A last-ditch effort to stay alive? Are you trying to buy time? Or do you actually think you can scare me into letting you go?" His voice cut icily through the cold, quiet mountainside they were at. The wind slipped in through the cracks of the door and windows, brushing against her skin. Wendy couldn't help but shiver.

She looked toward the blurry face by the door and asked, " What do you want? Maybe I can give it to you." ---- "You certainly can. I want you dead -so James can feel the pain of losing the woman he loves." With that, Grant gave a subtle glance to his bodyguard and turned to leave. Wendy cried out in despair, "If you've looked into things, you should know why we divorced." It was because of Jenna, another woman. It had never been Wendy. The idea that she had ever been James' one true love?

What a joke. She thought those words might make Grant stop and turn back, but he kept walking on without giving her a chance to speak again. "That's enough. Do you think you can actually escape ? Save your breath." Malcolm glanced at the guards stationed outside, then turned back to glare viciously at Wendy. Her face had gone pale. In the dim light, she looked at the two men standing in front of her. "You do realize that killing me won't get you anywhere, right? James is in love with me.

If anything happens to me, he'll tear the world apart to find you. And when he does-you won't stand a chance of getting away."