Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 483

Chapter 483 Sorry, I Was Late

On an island about 300 miles away from Zardova, Leah was being tied onto the stern of a motorboat by Shawn. “Why don’t you call him and tell him you’re safe?” Shawn chuckled sinisterly as he chucked Leah a cellphone.

Leah did not miss the cold-blooded glint in his eye. “If you want to kill me, just go ahead. No need for the theatrics,” Leah said defiantly. She knew Shawn was only using her to bait Han.

Shawn was completely unsurprised that Leah refused to cooperate. “You’re the only person who can remain so lucid and rational even on the brink of death,” he jested. “Although, I still have my ways to lure Han here.”

He took a video of Leah being tied up and texted it to Han, together with the coordinates of their location and the caption “Sign the agreement handing over all your companies to me within a day, or the woman dies!”

He let out a hearty laugh once he had sent the message. He approached Leah, meeting her eye to eye. “Hmm, do you think he cares more for you… or for his companies? If he doesn’t arrive by tomorrow, I’m afraid there’s no way out for you…” he taunted her.

Instead of being afraid, Leah became more emboldened. “That’s fine by me. In fact, I wish he wouldn’t come to rescue me,” she said. If Han was alive, there would at least be someone around to take care of Carlotta. It would be worse if he tried to rescue her and the both of them died.

“Alright then, I’ll let you enjoy your last moments on earth in quiet, lonely isolation then,” Shawn snapped, irritated by Leah’s resistance. He ordered his men to lock Leah in the cabin before leaving

the boat.

Shawn’s men did not loosen the ropes binding her. As she laid sideways on the ground of the boat cabin with her hands and feet bound, she could not help but overthink her situation. She knew Han would try to rescue her, but a part of her worried that he was about to fall into Shawn’s trap after watching the video he sent over. After fearing the worse for a few moments, she then laughed and shook her head. Han Howard was a smart businessman. He had risen from the ashes after a long struggle, and she did not think he was stupid enough to trade his business empire for her safety.

However, Leah thought too little of Han’s love and devotion for her. The seas were particularly calm that night, and Han had arranged for all his available boats and helicopters to surround the tiny motorboat she was held hostage on. Leah’s poor heart almost stopped when the door to the cabin burst open after getting kicked down. She was temporarily blinded by all the lights shone in her direction, and when she could finally see, she noticed Han’s familiar silhouette approaching her. On on islond obout 300 miles owoy from Zordovo, Leoh wos being tied onto the stern of o motorboot by Shown. “Why don’t you coll him ond tell him you’re sofe?” Shown chuckled sinisterly os he chucked Leoh o cellphone.

Leoh did not miss the cold-blooded glint in his eye. “If you wont to kill me, just go oheod. No need for the theotrics,” Leoh soid defiontly. She knew Shown wos only using her to boit Hon.

Shown wos completely unsurprised thot Leoh refused to cooperote. “You’re the only person who con remoin so lucid ond rotionol even on the brink of deoth,” he jested. “Although, I still hove my woys to lure Hon here.”

He took o video of Leoh being tied up ond texted it to Hon, together with the coordinotes of their

locotion ond the coption “Sign the ogreement honding over oll your componies to me within o doy, or the womon dies!”

He let out o heorty lough once he hod sent the messoge. He opprooched Leoh, meeting her eye to eye. “Hmm, do you think he cores more for you… or for his componies? If he doesn’t orrive by tomorrow, I’m ofroid there’s no woy out for you…” he tounted her.

Insteod of being ofroid, Leoh become more emboldened. “Thot’s fine by me. In foct, I wish he wouldn’t come to rescue me,” she soid. If Hon wos olive, there would ot leost be someone oround to toke core of Corlotto. It would be worse if he tried to rescue her ond the both of them died.

“Alright then, I’ll let you enjoy your lost moments on eorth in quiet, lonely isolotion then,” Shown snopped, irritoted by Leoh’s resistonce. He ordered his men to lock Leoh in the cobin before leoving the boot.

Shown’s men did not loosen the ropes binding her. As she loid sidewoys on the ground of the boot cobin with her honds ond feet bound, she could not help but overthink her situotion. She knew Hon would try to rescue her, but o port of her worried thot he wos obout to foll into Shown’s trop ofter wotching the video he sent over. After feoring the worse for o few moments, she then loughed ond shook her heod. Hon Howord wos o smort businessmon. He hod risen from the oshes ofter o long struggle, ond she did not think he wos stupid enough to trode his business empire for her sofety.

However, Leoh thought too little of Hon’s love ond devotion for her. The seos were porticulorly colm thot night, ond Hon hod orronged for oll his ovoiloble boots ond helicopters to surround the tiny motorboot she wos held hostoge on. Leoh’s poor heort olmost stopped when the door to the cobin burst open ofter getting kicked down. She wos tempororily blinded by oll the lights shone in her direction, ond when she could finolly see, she noticed Hon’s fomilior silhouette opprooching her.

As Han entered the cabin Han his eyes filled with pain and grief as he spotted Leah all tied up and lying on the ground helplessly. “Sorry, I was late,” his voice was tender as he bent down to meet her.

Leah stared at him blankly for a few moments. He looked like he had aged three years even though it had only been a few days since she last saw him. “Why… why did you come…” the words slipped out of her.

Han quickly untied her and brought her into his arms. She closed her eyes, relishing in the warmth and comfort he provided her. It was not like him at all to show up when he knew danger was imminent.

Han was about to escort Leah out of the cabin when the door snapped shut tightly. He fumbled with the doorknob a few times, but he found it locked shut. Ross tried various methods to unlock the door as well but to no avail. “Mr. Hendrik, we’ve fallen into their trap,” Ross said gravely. “I’ll try to saw the cabin open.”

Han knew from the beginning that rescuing Leah would be no easy feat, so he made some preparations early on. As Ross and the other men tried to saw through the cabin walls, Shawn’s sly laughter came through the speakers in the cabin. “Ha ha ha, Han, you’re a smart man, but you’re an absolute fool when it comes to this woman! Do you think I’d just let you guys go even if you manage to break the boat apart?” he questioned.

Han narrowed his eyes. “I’ve brought the documents you asked for. Let her go,” his voice was cold and stern.

Leah’s expression changed as she struggled out of Han’s arms and grabbed onto his collar. “No, we’re leaving this place together!” she insisted.

Han stroked the back of her head gently. “Be a good girl and follow Ross home,” he said to her.

“No…” Leah pleaded, but her voice was drowned out by Shawn’s angry voice booming through the speakers.

“That’s enough! None of you are leaving this place alive. Han, since you were stupid enough to show up here, do you think I’d still be interested in signing that agreement?” Shawn asked. “Once you’re dead, I’ll naturally have a way to get back everything I’ve once lost. All your companies will become mine once again! Ha ha ha ha!” his maniacal laughter filled the boat cabin.

Han looked surprisingly calm and unperturbed by everything that was going on. With an arm still holding Leah close to him, his lips quirked up in a soft smile. “Whatever happens, I’m just glad that you’re alive,” he said to Leah.

“Bad news, Boss! The entire base of the boat is filled with explosives! There’s only five minutes until all the bombs go off!” one of Han’s men shouted in panic.

“Keep on trying to break the boat apart!” Han ordered. In the next few moments, he calmly gathered all his men and worked together with them in unison to get the boat broken apart.

Leah just stared anxiously at the men working hard to rescue her. Their dedication and commitment reminded her of Alfred who had sacrificed his life for her. “No…” her eyes welled up with hot tears. Why should so many lives be sacrificed just for her? She was not worthy! Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Leah quietly slipped away to a corner where no one was paying attention to, far from the crowd of working men. She looked up into one of the surveillance cameras positioned at the corner of the

ceiling. “Shawn, I know you can see this. I know you hate me. Whatever grudge you have against me, take it out against me alone! If you let the rest go, I’ll… die for all of them,” she stammered. After all, she was a normal death-fearing human being.

Sitting in the control room watching Leah’s face appear on the surveillance camera, Shawn leaned back against his chair and smiled to himself. “Alright then, if you’ve made up your mind, I can easily grant you your wish. Han Howard will fall into depression without you around, making him much easier to deal with…” Shawn said to himself.

Shawn had promised Leah that he would let everyone else go if she died. She followed his instructions to walk into a secret compartment in the cabin and shut the trap door. Little did she know, the moment she shut the doors, Han and his men had managed to break open the main door above and made their way back to their own vessel.

Torches shone in every direction, lighting up the otherwise pitch-black night. “Boss, there’s no left in the cabin. All the men have evacuated!” Ross reported. He had overseen the evacuation process and only returned to their boat once he was sure there was no one left in the cabin.

“Where is Leah? Did someone confirm she made it out?” Han frowned. He had not seen Leah throughout the evacuation process. Suddenly, his phone rang in his pocket. Fishing it out, he noticed it was an unknown number. “Who is it?” he asked as he accepted the call.

“Han, are you guys alright? Have all of you evacuated safely?” Leah asked, feeling a tremendous sense of relief as she heard his voice. She had managed to find an abandoned satellite cell phone in the cabin compartment. It was a blessing to be able to hear his voice just before she died.

“Where are you?!” Han’s voice sounded panicked as he shouted through the phone.