The shaking paused for a brief two seconds before the floor started quaking even more violently.

Rosalynn's expression changed as a realization struck her.

It wasn't just her. It was an earthquake.

"Where are you, Rosalynn?"

Barlow's voice drew closer. He had reached the floor she was on.

Rosalynn snapped back to her senses, straining to make a sound while keeping her gaze fixed on the direction of Barlow's voice.

Finally, Barlow appeared.

His expression was cold. He walked to Rosalynn when he noticed she was tied to a pillar.

"Rosalynn!"

A light flashed in Rosalynn's eyes as she watched Barlow quickly untie the rope around her ankles.

Then, they both looked at the row of bombs tied to her waist.

Barlow's thin lips tightened as he carefully examined the bombs, only to find they had no fuses.

His tension eased slightly.

He always knew Kennedi wasn't entirely heartless. This kidnapping seemed more like a ploy to frighten him.

Barlow threw the bombs away, and Rosalynn swiftly removed the gag from her mouth.

She stared at the homemade bombs on the floor for a moment.

Were these fake bombs?

Were they only meant to scare people?

"Barlow, how did you know I was here?"

With a serious expression, Barlow held her arm and said, “There is an earthquake. Let's get out of here first."