Chapter 757 I Want You to Die with Me
Seeing Penelope so heartbroken and devastated, Isabella felt a sense of relief. "What do I want? Listen carefully."
"Just say it! I promise! I promise everything." Penelope had no right to make any demands. She just wanted Sam to be safe!
"I want you to suffer. I want you to live in sorrow every day, just like you are now," Isabella became more excited as she spoke, "I want you to lose your child. I want to make you feel that living is worse than dying!"
Isabella's laughter echoed in the hospital room, eerily empty and chilling.
Penelope trembled all over. "So this is what you wanted. From the moment you humbly admitted your mistake, you were plotting how to make me sad, make me miserable, make me wish I were dead!"
"Yes! Lucy being cursed and not recognizing you was a way to make you suffer for a lifetime! Unfortunately, you got the antidote, and I miscalculated. Fortunately, today I found a new way! Penelope, it was you who handed your son over to me!"
Isabella initially didn't know that Sam was Penelope's son.
Unexpectedly, today, it just so happened!
Sam came! He revealed his identity!
Even heaven was helping her get revenge!
It seemed that even heaven thought Penelope was too happy and needed to suffer the separation caused by death!
"Name your terms, okay? I beg you, what do you want, money or power?" Penelope cried out in despair, "I'll give you everything, no matter how much money you want! Just don't hurt Sam!"
Isabella continued to laugh heartily. "I'm almost dead, what use is money to me?"
Penelope almost cried herself to death, her eyes already swollen.
If something really happened to Sam, she wouldn't want to live either!
Connor blamed himself, slapping himself several times. "It's all my fault! Why didn't I inform anyone and brought Sam here on my own?"
Nicole took the blame. "No, it's my fault. I was soft-hearted and wanted to see Isabella, which caused such serious consequences."
Everyone present wished they were the ones being held hostage by Isabella. But Isabella wanted Sam.
Connor was crying, Nicole's tears were almost dried up, and Penelope was lying on the ground, unable to stand, her hands supporting the floor, her tears spreading in a large circle.
Only Sam remained extraordinarily calm. It seemed like he wasn't the one being kidnapped.
Isabella curiously asked, "Why aren't you crying or making a fuss? Aren't you scared? I'm a lunatic, and I have a knife."
Sam nodded. "Of course I'm scared."
"Then why are you so calm?"
"If I cry, will you let me go?" Sam asked back, "No, so why should I cry?"
Isabella was stunned for a moment, not expecting his logic to be so clear.
"Not bad for Kelvin's son," she said, "Not bad at all, you have a bit of your father's demeanor. It's a pity, though, the Davis family finally has a boy, but he's going to die at my hands!"
"What do you want, you wicked woman?"
"I want you to die with me," Isabella laughed, looking extremely terrifying and sinister, "How about it? What kind of death do you prefer?"
Of course, he was afraid of dying!
But thinking about it, he felt much more at ease, knowing that he had ensured Penelope's safety, and he wasn't as panicked.
If it weren't for him, Penelope would be the one facing the danger of death now.
He protected the person he loved the most!
He was the best! The bravest!
"I prefer not to die," Sam said, "Why do you want to die? Isn't living better? I've heard adults say that no matter how hard life is, living is always better than dying. Right?"
"If I die, you'll die with me. I'll have someone to accompany me, it's a good deal."
Sam looked up at her. With this movement, the knife grazed his skin.
Penelope was terrified! "Sam!"
Isabella tightened her grip on the knife. "Why are you moving?"
"I want to look into your eyes while talking to you," Sam replied, "Let's continue discussing death. Think about it, you have a life, and I have a life, both are precious, wicked woman."
"I'm a worthless life, dying is dying, I have to die anyway. But you're different, Sam, do you know your identity?"
"Yes, I'm Kelvin's son."
Isabella snorted, "You are the future head of the Davis family, the future heir of the Davis Group. You were born with immense wealth, but unfortunately, you are very unlucky to have fallen into my hands!"
"Oh." Sam nodded, "You think my life is more precious than yours?"
"Yes! If you die, many people will be sad and remember you for a lifetime! But I'm different."
"Why are you different? Don't you have parents?"
Isabella was stunned. Of course, she had parents.
Sam continued, "You came into this world because your parents brought you here. They gave birth to you, not to see you die, right? If you die, they will definitely be sad."
Seeing that Isabella was somewhat moved by his words, he quickly added, "So, to avoid making our parents sad, we should both live well, don't you think?"
Isabella fell silent. After a few seconds, her eyes suddenly showed a fierce light. "Shut up! Don't talk anymore, I won't listen to your nonsense. Even though you're just a child, you're harder to deal with than adults!"
"I'm just telling the truth, did I say anything wrong?" Sam pouted, "Anyway, being kidnapped by you is quite boring, so let's just chat."
On the surface, Sam was chatting with Isabella, but in reality, he was stalling for time!
He was waiting for Kelvin to come!
Deep down, Sam still had a bit of deception and hope.
Kelvin could save him!
Although he didn't like Kelvin and didn't really want to acknowledge him, he had to admit that he had searched for information about Kelvin online and heard about Kelvin's experiences and methods from people around him. He believed that Kelvin was quite capable!
This time, he was entrusting his life to Kelvin!
The sound of leather shoes hitting the floor echoed, fast and urgent, the sound crisp and clear, coming closer and closer.
At this moment, the sound was like heavenly music.
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