I Saved A Mystery Billionaireac (Eudora)

Colbert lit a cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled light smoke.

While the lingering smoke blurred his face, he said, "You are bold."

"Don't tease me. I'm just a loser defeated by you."

Chasel laughed at himself, resigning to his fate.

"I warned you long ago not to touch Eudora, but you always turned a deaf ear to my words." Colbert stood upright, one hand in his trousers pocket and the other holding a cigarette, flicking the cigarette butt. "But since you chose to save Eudora instead of running away, I won't kill you."

To Colbert, Eudora was prior to everything.

At the critical moment, though Chasel knew he would be caught if he returned with Eudora, he resolutely took her to the hospital.

Given this, Colbert would not kill him.

"What?"

Chasel frowned slightly, unable to believe his ears.

He knew well that Colbert was merciless and would never let off his enemy.

And Eudora almost died because of his kidnapping. How could it be possible for Colbert to spare his life?

Chasel could smell danger.

"Bring her out."

Colbert instructed the people behind him.

Two bodyguards stepped forward, moving the chair fixed on the ground with Chasel out of the basement.

Chasel was brought to the spacious underground garage, where more than a dozen strong bodyguards lined up, and Rosetta, who knelt on the ground, was bound with a rag stuffed in her mouth. Seeing Chasel, Rosetta whimpered non-stop. She couldn't utter a clear word for the rag stuffed in her mouth.

Chasel felt his heart skip a beat while his face blenched instantly. "Colbert, what the hell are you going to do?"

The handsome man looked at him with his head slightly tilted, smiling with haughty disdain. "Why are you so nervous? I'm just learning from you two."

Chasel, who was initially calm, directly stood up with the iron chair on his back, but before he could rush to Colbert, several bodyguards held the chair firmly and controlled him.

A subordinate carried over a chair, and Colbert sat down leisurely, leaning on the chair with his legs crossed, staring coldly at them.

As he slightly waved his hand, two bodyguards untied the rope binding Rosetta's legs and then tore up her clothes, throwing these rags aside.

Rosetta opened her eyes wide in a panic and struggled, yet she was tightly pressed by the bodyguards, unable to move.

A bodyguard carried over a chair and asked her to lie on it. Despite reluctance, Rosetta was slapped loudly on the face and forcibly pressed onto the chair...