The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 506

Jonas' body jolted as if struck by lightning when he heard Grant mention his sister. It was something that haunted his dreams for years. His sister, whom he'd been searching for since the day she vanished without a trace, was somehow linked to this scoundrel before him.

His voice rang out, tinged with an edge of desperation. "What did you say? Tell me where she is, and I'll hold my fire... for now."

Grant, the man before him, a notorious gangster, barked out a laugh that echoed in the night air. "Oh, kid, you think I'm some greenhorn? You put down your gun, and when | spill the beans, won't you still pop a cap in me? | won't be taking that chance. Get me to my boat and let us sail out of here, and then, maybe, I'll sing like a canary about your precious sister."

The truth is, Grant was bluffing, throwing a desperate Hail Mary, but Jonas’ reaction was all the confirmation he needed. He'd struck gold.

"No way. For all | know, you're full of it! Spill now, and | might let you die with a semblance of dignity. Otherwise, once | get my hands on you, it's curtains!" Jonas' refusal came swift and cold, his voice as chilling as an icy wind.

Grant, surprised that the young major general dared to threaten him even now, panicked and scrambled up the ship's side. Bang!

Jonas' shot rang out, and a bullet struck Grant's thigh instead of his head. Grant's body swayed, but he managed to cling to the side of the boat, narrowly avoiding a plunge into the murky depths. With his life hanging by a thread, Grant shouted, "Gabby! | know Gabby!"

The name 'Gabby' was etched deep into Jonas’ soul, a name that awoke a torrent of emotions. In his dreams, he'd imagined confronting the vile creature who'd stolen his sister. Now, with Grant invoking her name, he was convinced - this vile gangster wasn't lying.

Jonas' grip on his gun faltered, his resolve wavering. Seizing the moment, Grant and his partner in crime, Joseph, clambered aboard the deck and yelled for the crew to set sail. "Move it! Let's get the hell out of here!"

The sound of their shouts alerted the distracted Jonas. He disregarded the danger and hurriedly ran towards the departing cruise ship on the sea. The officers onshore shouted, "Stop! It's too dangerous!"

But their cries couldn't sway Jonas, whose heart pounded with a singular purpose, to find his sister. He sprinted toward the now distant yacht, hope fueling his stride.

The ship's horn blew mournfully as it pulled away. The gap between Jonas and his quarry grew wider. Safe on deck, Grant allowed himself to relax. Once at sea, he was untouchable.

He thought of his triumphant return, of using Gabby as leverage against the young major general who'd dared shoot him, of repaying those bullets in kind. Grant drifted off into a fitful sleep, dreams of retribution flickering through his mind.

Thinking of this, he endured the pain in his legs, crawled on the deck, and roared at Jonas, "Little bastard, the two bullets you gave to me today, when | come back, | will definitely return them to your sister, and then cut her into eighteen pieces, and mail her to you! Hahaha! Bastard, what can you do to me? Hahaha!"

Joseph also laughed, but he didn't understand how Grant knew this young man with the rank of major general, so he curiously asked, "How do you know him? Oh, no, | should ask, how do you know his sister?"

Grant obviously didn't want to talk more about it. From now on, he had an ace up his sleeve that could threaten important military personnel. He would not leak the news to Joseph!

So, Grant casually prevaricated, "Actually, | lied to him. | didn't expect this little bastard to really believe it."

Joseph finally realized it, "Grant, you are really smart! If it weren't for your quick wit just now, we would surely have been done today."

Speaking of this, Joseph looked towards the shore, "Hey, where is that kid?" He only saw those police officers who stared at them on the beach, but the figure of the young man just now was gone.

“Humph!" Grant sneered disdainfully, "He must have been scared off by me! A little baby who has not been weaned, how can he fight us!"

"That's right. Grant, both of your legs were shot. You should find a doctor to treat your wounds! Fortunately, | have already prepared a doctor on the cruise ship." Joseph suggested in a low voice.

Grant nodded, his legs had long been hurting unbearably, "Okay, find someone to carry me over!" Joseph waved his hand, and soon several of his subordinates came over and carried Grant to the doctor on the ship.

These bandits were celebrating that they had finally escaped the police chase, but no one noticed that under the cover of the night, a small figure was desperately making waves, gradually approaching their cruise ship.

Under the treatment of the doctor, Grant soon took out the bullets in his two legs, and his legs were wrapped in thick gauze before being sent to his room to rest. Although his legs were in extreme pain, he felt inexplicably relieved, because this trip to the States allowed him to successfully find the weakness of military personnel.

Ah, when he goes back, he will definitely greet Anna, and then take her back to the States with him, threatening the young man who shot him.

He'll return this bullet to him! Grant thought so in his heart, gradually fell asleep after the exhaustion of escaping.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

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Several of Joseph's men were patrolling on the deck, but as the night became heavier, they gradually relaxed. They found it impossible to have any unexpected situations on the sea, so they yawned and went to sleep.

In a while, the deck became silent, and the only sound in the ear was the sound of waves.

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Jonas' vision was excellent in the dark. He swiftly moved around the deck and quietly came to the cabin. He quietly looked through the vent hole of the cabin and finally found Grant's room. The light was on in Grant's room. His two legs were bandaged and raised high. He was breathing heavily like a drum.

Jonas gently twisted the door handle and found it locked.