“What do you mean, Kennedi? Did you also kidnap Rosalynn?"

Kennedi snorted and remained silent.

Just then, Kennedi's phone rang.

It was one of her bodyguards who was keeping an eye on Barlow.

"Barlow is almost there."

In the end, Barlow had chosen to save Rosalynn.

After ending the call, Kennedi looked at Karina with a mixture of pity and sympathy.

“Karina, you are just as unfortunate as I am. Barlow chose to save Rosalynn over you, which means he loves her the most. There is no room for you in his heart."

She touched the bombs strapped to Karina's waist, her eyes cold as ice.

Karina's heart skipped a beat, and panic flashed in her eyes.

"Kennedi, what do you plan to do? Please, stop this!"

Kennedi met her gaze squarely.

"Are you scared, Karina? Will you resent him if you meet your end here? He is a heartless bastard.

Do you want to know what he said? He said that he had no choice to sleep with you, that you were the one pursuing him relentlessly. To him, you were just a tool to satisfy his needs."

Tears welled up in Karina's eyes; whether from fear or Kennedi's cruel words, she couldn't tell.

The bright morning sunshine seemed like a distant memory, shrouded in a thick haze that blocked out the Light.

Yes, she had been relentless in pursuing him, but how could Barlow humiliate her so publicly?

He truly was a heartless, despicable man.

Meanwhile, Barlow finally pulled up to a rundown building on the west side in a frantic rush.

He parked his car and, in the chill of the wind, surveyed the dilapidated structure.