but lost her balance before she could fall, Chloe held her, "come help her" she ordered the two burly men standing aside, awaiting instruction.
She was helped to her chair, Linda was looking stunned, the first time she had a near-death experience, "water!" she said, calming her breath.
Arial stood instantly she heard the creaking sound of the door, Jo emerged from outside the door, she beamed and ran into his arms.
He held her waist and drew her closer, wondering while she looked flustered.
He nibbled her nape "where did you go?" she asked, stepping away from his embrace, Jo was speechless.
"I was very worried about you, I was thinking something might have happened to you, Jo, I was so scared.." she was still blabbing, when Jo held her neck tenderly and drew her face closer.
He planted his lips on her thin succulent lips, the both of them were engrossed in a passionate kiss, abandoning everything behind them, Jo's butler came in and coughed lightly.
They broke the kiss, Arial buried her face in his broad chest shyly, Jeane guarded his arm around her waist and held her to himself.
"I have done an investigation about the matter" his Butler informed him, and retreated, Arial lifted her face from his chest and looked up to him.
"what are you investigating?" she asked, he smiled, and pecked her forehead.
"is just business" he shelved it, she nodded, Jo took her hand, and made her sit on his lap.
"let's go and see your parents, Arial"
She beamed and nodded in affirmation.
Chin held a gun and waited patiently, group men, fully armed walked to him, and met him where he was sitting down, thoughtfully.
"Boss, we have discovered where he is, I think you shouldn't worry about it, I can take the men with me and force him down here to kneel before you" he bragged, Chin stood and placed a palm on his shoulder.
"Mark, we are all going there together" he reinstated, and strode out of the lobby, the men fully armed followed from behind.
They got into different cars and drove out of the mansion.
Sylvester grabbed Mr Thompson, and threw him, he fell six metres away, slamming his body on the wall.
The ten men opened fire at Sylvester, who alternated between jumping left and right, he darted towards one of the men shooting at him and grabbed his gun.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
He shot them one after the other on their forehead, a minute later, they were all lying on the floor, dead or bleeding to death, Sylvester jerked his head towards the left aggressively, the pool of blood on the floor made him feel uncomfortable.
Suddenly, he heard one of the men he had shot, struggling for life, he walked towards him, and grabbed his shirt, lifting him to a sitting position, his face was pale, and he was gnashing his teeth.
His fangs elongated and he dug them in his nape