Boris could not even think straight as the side effects of the pills had fully kicked in. His rationale had left him completely. Grunting, he had a vice-like grip on Carla's throat while holding his head with another arm.
If we were on a flat ground, I could shrug him off, but we're standing on the edge of the rooftop… Boris even has one foot off the ground. If we weren't careful, any tiny distraction now could cost us our lives!
Therefore, Carla dared not act rashly. Similarly, Rogan and Jewel had to be more cautious and think twice before taking any actions. This was because Boris was holding Carla captive, and he was also an AIDS patient.
If anything happens to Boris, his blood might get onto those around him and risk others being infected with AIDS.
Rogan and Jewel were quite a distance from him, so they should be safe. Unfortunately for Carla, she was right next to Boris. With both of them having open wounds on their bodies, the risk of transmission was high.
At that thought, the ladies did not dare to take any chances.
"Stay calm, Boris. We know a legendary doctor who can cure any disease. She has even saved Mr. Giblo's life. Perhaps she can do the same for you. Let Ms. Lierger go, and we'll help you."
Rogan looked Boris in the eye and approached him slowly. At the same time, she signaled Jewel.
Upon catching the cue, Jewel whipped out her buzzing phone and went elsewhere to answer it.
When Carla went missing, they searched for her high and low; at the same time, they reported the incident to Benard and Brandy.
Zayn was on his way to the hospital. He called because he was so worried about Carla.
"Hello, Mr. Giblo."
"Where is she?" Zayn cut to the chase.
"At the rooftop. Ms. Lierger…"
"Argh!"
Before Jewel could say more, Rogan's sharp cry was heard.
Boris was in a daze and nearly fell off the building with Carla.
Scared ghost-Whyte, Rogan shouted furiously, "Are you out of your mind, Boris? Go ahead if you want to end your own life, but leave Ms. Lierger alone."
"Hahaha…" Boris broke out laughing. "I'm going to get myself a good company even if I die!"
"Pull yourself together, Boris…."
Carla's knees were severely wounded, causing her to wobble. Being dragged around by Boris, she tried to stay as still as possible.
"You're still young with a bright future. Let me go, and I'll make arrangements for you to get treated…" Carla convinced him out of desperation.
"Get treatment? What if it doesn't work out?" Feeling dejected, Boris shut his eyes. "Even if I'm cured, I'd still have to spend the rest of my life in jail. What's the point?"
"Boris…"
"Shut up!" he cut her off. Narrowing his eyes at her, he cast her a lustful gaze. "So long as we die together, I'll have no regrets in life."
"No, I…"
"Boris!" When Carla wanted to say further, Jewel strode across with her phone and interrupted the conversation anxiously, "Mr. Giblo wants to speak to you."
Jewel then turned on the video function on her phone and showed Boris the screen. Zayn was in the car, having ants in his pants.
He yelled loudly, "Whatever you want, Boris, I can give them all to you, including Giblo Group. Just release Carla now!"
"You're willing to hand the entire Giblo Group to me? Wow, I didn't know you love her so much." Boris grinned hideously like a drunk. "Well, the more you love her, the more I want her to go to h_ll with me…"
"Boris!"
"Zayn, keep your darn Giblo Group and die a lonely death!"
With that, Boris held Carla and jumped off the building.
"Ahhh…" Rogan and Jewel shouted fearfully.
Luckily, Rogan was quick to react. She dashed across like a flash and got hold of Carla's arm.
"Ms. Lierger!"
Chucking her phone aside, Jewel ran over and helped Rogan pull Carla up.
However, the stubborn Boris still hang on to Carla. Rogan and Jewel persevered in pulling Carla up with all the strength they could muster, but the result was disappointing.
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