Riches in Disguise novel Chapter 267

I stood on the staircase not far away, exchanging a glance with Quintus.

It seemed that Alexander was determined to toy with Charlotte.

Although I had already decided never to help her again, I couldn't just stand by and watch her be toyed with by a scoundrel without doing anything. I couldn't bring myself to do that.

So, I quietly asked Quintus, "If you go in right now, how likely are you to rescue Charlotte and Isabelle unharmed?"

Quintus replied, "50%."

"That low?"

He nodded seriously, saying, "There are six of them inside. It will take at least half a minute to deal with them. During that time, if even one of them thinks of using Charlotte or Isabelle as leverage, the rescue will fail."

I understood immediately.

Indeed. With so many of them, Quintus could only do so much alone.

The most crucial point was that if they held Charlotte and Isabelle as hostages, we would be forced to comply. In that case, we would essentially be walking into a trap.

It looked like I would have to bother Victor after all. I took out my phone and called him. He agreed without hesitation.

Alexander had already started unbuttoning Charlotte's shirt when I was on the phone.

She was trembling in fear, tears streaming down her face. She couldn't help but plead. However, the more she begged, the more excited he became. Ultimately, he couldn't be bothered to undo each button slowly and ripped the shirt open with force.

The buttons flew off, scattering on the floor. The fabric was torn, revealing her fair skin.

Alexander ogled at her hungrily, gulping hard repeatedly.