Chapter 230: The Agony
Claire’s sweat fell due to the unbearable pain radiating from her forehead, neck, and every pore of her body. She was in such agony that her consciousness blurred, and her body trembled uncontrollably. At this moment, it was difficult for her even to speak, let alone think of how to deal with Alan. The intense pain caused a wave of dizziness.
Now, she was barely standing with Alan’s support; if he pulled the dagger from her body, Claire would collapse to the ground instantly.
“Someone, bring her medicine,” a voice called.
Seeing Claire on the verge of fainting, Alan finally smiled with satisfaction and let her go. As soon as he stood up, Claire fell to the ground.
Soon after, someone came to dress Claire’s wound and administer medicine, which eased her pain somewhat. Although she still felt the heart-wrenching pain, at least she wouldn’t faint. Perhaps due to the painkillers, Claire gradually felt the pain lessen, and her rationality returned.
She had known what kind of people terrorists were and what inhuman torture she would suffer. What she didn’t expect was that when the moment came, even with all her efforts, she still couldn’t face it calmly and react accordingly. Fortunately, she had endured four years of inhuman torture in prison before; otherwise, she might not have survived that stab. Ironically, she really should thank Frederick for sending her to prison back then.
“Can we continue our talk now?” she asked.
After brewing a plan in her heart for a long time, Claire looked at Alan’s back and spoke again. “Under such circumstances, you still want to negotiate with me. I’m genuinely more interested in you.”
Alan, of course, wouldn’t easily trust Claire, but after that stab, he at least let his guard down a bit. Claire knew that Alan meant he was willing. Now was the best time, and she must seize it.
She moved her body slightly, finding a comfortable position before speaking, “Although I feel the piercing pain and want to stab you, I know I can’t compete with you. I know it’s just a pipe dream. I also know that Frederick killed your brother. I am his fiancée. It’s reasonable for you to hate me.
“But I think you should at least send someone to investigate my relationship with Frederick properly. As the leader of the world’s largest terrorist organization, you haven’t even figured out the matter between Frederick and me.
“Is it your incompetence, or has your organization not been as powerful as before since your brother’s death? Now you’re just a ragtag group… Ah!”
Just as Claire said this, Alan angrily rushed over and forcefully grabbed her wound. “Woman, don’t forget you are in my hands. I can take your life with a twitch of my finger!”
“Of course… I know. You can… just kill me… Anyway, if I can’t negotiate well with you… I can’t… leave here alive.”
Claire took a deep breath, enduring the pain, and looked directly into Alan’s eyes. “If you can’t bring me anything of value, I will make you regret being born into this world.”
Alan examined Claire for a few more seconds before slowly releasing his grip.
“Mr. Gonzales…”
At this moment, a henchman came over, seemingly with something important to report. Seeing Claire there, he tactfully closed his mouth.
“Speak!” Alan didn’t care about Claire at all.
“Frederick has arrived at the location we designated.” The henchman looked at Claire, bowed his head respectfully, and reported.
“Send someone to bring him here!” Alan suddenly sneered, staring intently at Claire, and instructed his henchman.
After the henchman left, Alan came over, caressed Claire’s cheek, and slowly slid his hand down into her clothes. “Continue.”