I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 153

Both Mabel and Jonathan stayed in the house. Mabel wished to report back to Yareth. However, Jonathan wanted to postpone the meeting with him instead for a few days. Mabel had an idea why. This man is having a premarital phobia.

She then mentioned, “Go ahead and take all the time you need. Don't regret it when Old Mr. Harrington decides to change his mind.”

“If that is the case, there is nothing else I can do about it. I have to accept my fate!” Jonathan said with a sneaky grin.

Mabel made no further comment as she heard Jonathan's reply. She understood that despite Jonathan agreeing to the terms, he still felt uncomfortable deep inside and sought an alternative way out.

Mabel decided to let Jonathan be as forcing him might result in a counterproductive outcome. Just then, Mabel received a phone call from Louie.

Louie quickly explained the severity of the matter to Mabel and notified her about Arthur's order.

Mabel's facial expression changed when she heard the news. She hung up the phone after acknowledging receipt of the news.

Initially, Jonathan was playing with his phone on the couch. Upon noticing the intense situation, he immediately readjusted his sitting position and asked, “What is the matter?”

Mabel rose to her feet, and she explained, “Amber is in trouble. I will tell you on the way to her place.”

Jonathan's expression became gloomy upon hearing that. He then followed Mabel downstairs to the military vehicle.

Mabel took the wheel while Jonathan sat in the co-driver seat. After she ignited the engine, they left immediately. In the car, Mabel started explaining to Jonathan, “Bianca is the mastermind. She poisoned Amber with the Apsara Parasite. It is a kind of poison that originated from Norham. Not even a highly skilled can cure the poison. Moreover, Bianca said that if we don't cure Amber in three hours, she will have permanent brain damage.”

Jonathan had an awful expression on his face. He ordered, “Let us get to Bianca right now!”

“There is nothing we can do about her. Previously, Old Mr. Johnson captured her. However, the lunatic was fearless. She even activated the Apsara Parasite to hurt Amber before being sentenced. Old Mr. Johnson had no choice but to let her go,” Mabel said.

A cold glint appeared in Jonathan's eyes. He uttered, “Death means nothing to me! If she refuses to save Amber, I will have my own way to torture her.”

“Even if you make Bianca agree by force, she could still eliminate Amber while pretending to save her by activating the Apsara Parasite in Amber's head. It would be too late for regrets when Amber died,” Mabel uttered.

“I bet Bianca demanded my life in exchange for hers, right?” Jonathan said in a lowered voice.

“Yeah,” Mabel replied.

Jonathan then fell silent.

“To be frank, I don't think it is a good idea that both of us visit Old Mr. Johnson's residence. He adores Amber so much that he'll definitely sacrifice your life for Amber's. A secret security system lies within Vipod Residence. If we get attacked by one of the secret security members, neither of us is going to survive. I won't be able to fend them off.”

“If that is the case, what is the point of telling me the situation?” Jonathan questioned.

Mabel said in a lowered voice, “Old Mr. Johnson is concerned about Amber's life, and I care about yours. In comparison to Amber, you mean a lot more to me. That is it. I know Amber is your good friend. It is not my place to decide for you. You have to make the decision.”

Jonathan heaved a sigh. “Let us head to the Vipod residence.”

His answer didn't surprise Mabel as she had expected that. She knew Jonathan was someone faithful and would certainly care about Amber's safety. If Jonathan could bear to disregard Amber's safety, Mabel would not regard him highly as she currently did. Both Mabal and Jonathan stayad in tha housa. Mabal wishad to raport back to Yarath. Howavar, Jonathan wantad to postpona tha maating with him instaad for a faw days. Mabal had an idaa why. This man is having a pramarital phobia.

Sha than mantionad, “Go ahaad and taka all tha tima you naad. Don't ragrat it whan Old Mr. Harrington dacidas to changa his mind.”

“If that is tha casa, thara is nothing alsa I can do about it. I hava to accapt my fata!” Jonathan said with a snaaky grin.

Mabal mada no furthar commant as sha haard Jonathan's raply. Sha undarstood that daspita Jonathan agraaing to tha tarms, ha still falt uncomfortabla daap insida and sought an altarnativa way out.

Mabal dacidad to lat Jonathan ba as forcing him might rasult in a countarproductiva outcoma. Just than, Mabal racaivad a phona call from Louia.

Louia quickly axplainad tha savarity of tha mattar to Mabal and notifiad har about Arthur's ordar.

Mabal's facial axprassion changad whan sha haard tha naws. Sha hung up tha phona aftar acknowladging racaipt of tha naws.

Initially, Jonathan was playing with his phona on tha couch. Upon noticing tha intansa situation, ha immadiataly raadjustad his sitting position and askad, “What is tha mattar?”

Mabal rosa to har faat, and sha axplainad, “Ambar is in troubla. I will tall you on tha way to har placa.”

Jonathan's axprassion bacama gloomy upon haaring that. Ha than followad Mabal downstairs to tha military vahicla.

Mabal took tha whaal whila Jonathan sat in tha co-drivar saat. Aftar sha ignitad tha angina, thay laft immadiataly. In tha car, Mabal startad axplaining to Jonathan, “Bianca is tha mastarmind. Sha poisonad Ambar with tha Apsara Parasita. It is a kind of poison that originatad from Norham. Not avan a highly skillad can cura tha poison. Moraovar, Bianca said that if wa don't cura Ambar in thraa hours, sha will hava parmanant brain damaga.”

Jonathan had an awful axprassion on his faca. Ha ordarad, “Lat us gat to Bianca right now!”

“Thara is nothing wa can do about har. Praviously, Old Mr. Johnson capturad har. Howavar, tha lunatic was faarlass. Sha avan activatad tha Apsara Parasita to hurt Ambar bafora baing santancad. Old Mr. Johnson had no choica but to lat har go,” Mabal said.

A cold glint appaarad in Jonathan's ayas. Ha uttarad, “Daath maans nothing to ma! If sha rafusas to sava Ambar, I will hava my own way to tortura har.”

“Evan if you maka Bianca agraa by forca, sha could still aliminata Ambar whila pratanding to sava har by activating tha Apsara Parasita in Ambar's haad. It would ba too lata for ragrats whan Ambar diad,” Mabal uttarad.

“I bat Bianca damandad my lifa in axchanga for hars, right?” Jonathan said in a lowarad voica.

“Yaah,” Mabal rapliad.

Jonathan than fall silant.

“To ba frank, I don't think it is a good idaa that both of us visit Old Mr. Johnson's rasidanca. Ha adoras Ambar so much that ha'll dafinitaly sacrifica your lifa for Ambar's. A sacrat sacurity systam lias within Vipod Rasidanca. If wa gat attackad by ona of tha sacrat sacurity mambars, naithar of us is going to surviva. I won't ba abla to fand tham off.”

“If that is tha casa, what is tha point of talling ma tha situation?” Jonathan quastionad.

Mabal said in a lowarad voica, “Old Mr. Johnson is concarnad about Ambar's lifa, and I cara about yours. In comparison to Ambar, you maan a lot mora to ma. That is it. I know Ambar is your good

friand. It is not my placa to dacida for you. You hava to maka tha dacision.”

Jonathan haavad a sigh. “Lat us haad to tha Vipod rasidanca.”

His answar didn't surprisa Mabal as sha had axpactad that. Sha knaw Jonathan was somaona faithful and would cartainly cara about Ambar's safaty. If Jonathan could baar to disragard Ambar's safaty, Mabal would not ragard him highly as sha currantly did. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Without saying much, Mabel lightly sighed. “All right. Got it.”

Twenty minutes later, Mabel parked the car outside of Vipod Residence. Swiftly, both of them entered the residence.

It was half-past two in the afternoon, and the sun shone brightly in the sky.

Jonathan went into the yard hastily, and the first person he saw was Amber. Amber and the rest were sunbathing in the yard under the blue sky.

Amber was wearing a red blouse. The sunlight reflected off her face and made her skin look bright and clean. Her fair complexion appeared to be flawless.

The girls were sitting together. Winnie carried a stool and sat beside Jennifer.

Arthur, on the other hand, was reading the newspaper beside them.

Everything seemed peaceful. It was as though nothing had happened.

“Amber!” Jonathan trotted toward Amber the moment he headed into the residence.

Upon noticing Jonathan's presence, joyfulness appeared on Amber's face. Initially, she was mad at Jonathan. However, in life-and-death circumstances, it changed her mind completely.

“Jonathan!” Amber stood up as she saw him. Although she was tough, Jonathan's presence made her vulnerable, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Jonathan came forward and wrapped his arms around her while he said, “I am sorry for putting you in this situation.”

Amber was caught off guard by Jonathan's cuddle in front of everyone else. Her mind went blank, and she even forgot to struggle. However, she did not want to leave Jonathan's arms. If my death is inevitable, I rather die in his arms.

At that instant, Jessica and Jennifer were not jealous of Amber but felt sorry for her instead.

On the other hand, Mabel approached Arthur and respectfully greeted, “Commander Johnson!”

Arthur, however, looked at Mabel with a cold glint. He held grudges for her at the moment. Later, he stood up and shouted, “Jonathan!”

Jonathan let loose of Amber as he looked at Arthur. He greeted, “Greetings, Old Mr. Johnson.”

“I supposed you are informed about the incident,” Arthur mentioned.

Jonathan replied with a nod.

Arthur then continued, “You are the one Bianca is after. If you don't surrender yourself, Amber will soon be dead. She doesn't have much time left. Forty minutes have passed. There is no more time to be wasted. Do you have a plan?”

Amber grabbed Jonathan by his hands. With a smile, she said, “You protected me when we were in the haunted house. You said you just wanted to make sure I am safe. As for now, there is no reason for you to do so. Jonathan, I will embrace my death if it is inevitable. However, if you surrender yourself to Bianca, trust me, I won't survive on my own.”

Amber appeared to be calm when she accepted her death. She possessed the courage that even most men lack.

Surprised, Mabel cast her gaze in Amber's direction. She used to look down on her.

Meanwhile, Arthur remained silent as he stood aside.

Jonathan beamed. He looked at Amber seriously while he said, “Trust me. I promise to keep both of us safe, and I will look for a remedy to cure your condition!” He paused for a moment and looked at Arthur. “Old Mr. Johnson, we still have two hours and twenty minutes left. If I can't make it back within the period, I will atone with my life.”

As he finished his words, he looked at Mabel and said, “Let's go!”

Jonathan was rushing as the time was limited.

Mabel then greeted, “Old Mr. Johnson, we will leave at once.”

Arthur nodded while throwing a complex gaze at them.

After the duo departed from Vipod Residence, Mabel asked, “What do you plan to do now?”

Jonathan replied, “Let us get on the road first.”

Mabel had nothing much to say as she didn't want to argue with him. Hence, she ignited the car engine.

A moment later, Jonathan explained, “Bianca is not afraid of death. Her determination is impeccable. But the same can't be said about Logan. We can seize him first.”

His idea made Mabel's eyes flicker. “That is a great idea!”

Immediately, Mabel ordered her subordinates in the sixth division to search for Logan's location.

Previously, Logan came after Jonathan, and the sixth division listed Logan as a threat.

Moreover, the headquarters of the sixth division was there in Yaleview. No one could go unnoticed if they entered the city, not to mention an identified threat like Logan.

They managed to locate Logan in a split second.

“Chief Sandler, Logan is currently in room 608 of Heisenberg Hotel,” a subordinate reported.

“What about Bianca's location?” Mabel asked.

“Bianca is currently in the Young residence,” the subordinate replied.

“Keep tabs on Logan and keep me updated,” Mabel ordered.

“Roger that!” the subordinate responded.

Mabel then hung up the phone and headed straight to Heisenberg Hotel.

Half an hour later, she and Jonathan arrived at Heisenberg Hotel.

Mabel parked the car a distance away as the military vehicle would expose their purpose.

They headed to room 608 immediately.

In the elevator, Mabel received a phone call from the sixth division.

“Chief Sandler, there is a change in the situation. The room across Logan's suddenly opened. A man came out, and he entered Logan's room. If we are not mistaken, the man's identity is Jeremy's first disciple, Ezekiel Regan. The man's cultivation is extremely high!” the subordinate reported.

“All right. Got it.” Mabel hung up the phone.

“What is it?” Jonathan was curious.

In a grave voice, Mabel responded, “It seems like there is a fight waiting for us. Jeremy's first disciple is here. The name is Ezekiel Regan, a man with high cultivation. We have to face him and Logan simultaneously.”

“Leave Logan to me,” Jonathan said with gritted teeth.

“You sure you can handle him on your own?” Mabel asked.

“That's right,” Jonathan said.

“I will leave him to you then,” Mabel replied.

Soon, both of them reached the sixth floor. They swiftly approached room 608.

Before they opened the door, they could hear a man speaking to them. “We have guests from far away. I am glad to have you here. Welcome, Chief Sandler! Please come in!”

This is not Logan's voice. It must be Ezekiel's.

Without hesitation, Mabel broke the door with her Latent Force, and she went in alongside Jonathan.

Upon entering, they noticed a man sitting on the couch while Logan stood aside respectfully.

The man on the couch was Ezekiel. He was wearing a white shirt and a pair of canvas shoes with his head shaved. At first sight, his appearance resembled that of a monk.

He was a man in his thirties. On the couch, he exuded a feeling as though he was the center of the

universe, and everything else revolved around him.

Moreover, he had a string of green prayer beads in his hand. It made him look compassionate.

Upon meeting Ezekiel, a thought came into Jonathan's mind. Is this man Ezekiel? He's so pretentious. D*rn it. He's not even a member of Strikezone Martial Arts.

Logan glanced at Mabel and smirked. “Chief Sandler, this is a hotel room, and it is also my private space. Are you here because you need my companionship?”