Trap me in your love

Chapter 121 The Massacre

Feeling flustered, Ivy glared at Rachel as if she wanted to kill her.

"Don't look at me like that, old lady. I'm scared." Pretending to be scared, Rachel sneered.

"Pooh!" said Ivy who flew into a rage and gritted her teeth.

Darren said, "Don't waste time anymore. Tell me exactly what you just said."

"Okay." Rachel raised the emerald necklace and said, "Can you see the English letters behind it? Since you said it was yours, please explain it to us. What does it mean?"

Ivy "..."

She had only worn this necklace twice, and every time she had taken it, she put it back. She had never seen it carefully, and she didn't know if there were any letters on it.

"I, I..." Ivy stammered with an embarrassed look on her face. Rachel asked, "Don't you know?"

"What? I, I just don't remember it for a while."

"You don't remember?" Rachel sneered, "If you don't know, just say it. I'm sure your mom had told you that lying is not a good thing. You should admit your fault. It's not a shame."

With that, she turned around, walked up to Jessie and handed her the necklace. "Here you are. Look at it"

Jessie took over the necklace and recognized the two letters "SY" on the back of the emerald pendant. Jessie said, "It should be short for one person's name."

"BINGO! You are right."

Jessie "..."

"The most expensive part of the necklace is the pendant. Fifty years ago, the owner of a wealthy family in A City made it for his wife. After that, the wife of the wealthy family died of an illness, and she passed the necklace to her daughter. The letters were short for his wife's surname.

Here is the question. You said this necklace is yours. Are you the dead wife or her daughter?"

Ivy was completely confused. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

She cast a timid glance at Darren beside her and said, "Who knows if you are telling the truth? Maybe it's because of you. You are deliberately conspired with Jessie to sow dissension among us. I admit that I didn't own the necklace before. But why didn't you ask her owner to come to me?"

Ivy couldn't bear to be bullied by such a young girl.

Darren glared at Ivy and shouted, "Where did you get it?"

"I... I..."

"If you don't give me an explanation today, I won't let you step out of this house anymore!"

"Darren, it's not what you think."

Looking at the necklace in her hand, Jessie felt that she had seen it before. But no matter how she thought, she just couldn't remember it.

She held Rachel's hand and asked, "Rachel, how did you get what you said just now? You must have never seen this necklace before. How come you know it so well?"

She was so familiar with it that she even knew the origin of the necklace clearly.

That's why Jessie doubted.

Rachel smiled and got closer to Jessie. She whispered, "There are some things I made up."

"What? You..."

Seeing that Jessie's eyes were widened, Rachel explained immediately: "Listen to me, I saw a necklace just like this one, and there are English letters on its back. So, I told the same story. I want to know whether that woman is telling the truth."

Hearing that, Jessie felt speechless.

"Is the necklace really worth billions of dollars?"

"I don't know whether it is worth more than 100 million. Anyway, it is invaluable. If not, it was at least ten million dollars. Tell me. With your family's current situation, how could that old woman possibly have such expensive jewelry?"

Jessie nodded. That was the case.

But who was the owner of the necklace?

And what did the letters "SY" on the back represent?

All of a sudden, with a loud bang, the garden was full of dust. Then a few men in black rushed in with guns. Seeing that there was something wrong, Rachel shouted, "Hide yourselves quickly."

'Shit! He even followed me here!

Richard, you were a liar!

Just wait and see!' thought Rachel.

Rachel pressed the button and a rope flew out which went around the crystal lamp directly.

Rachel held the rope with one hand, and put the other around Jessie's waist. She jumped a few steps, and as the rope drew back, they flew up, directly jumping to the third floor.

"Rachel, what happened?" Jessie's heart was beating heavily. Although she had experienced such scene before, she was still restless.

Panic and fear overwhelmed her.

"You'd better find a place to hide and never come out. I'll handle it here." Rachel knew these people came for her, so she couldn't let any of them get hurt because of her.

Especially, Jessie.

"Are you okay by yourself?"

"Don't worry. As long as you protect yourself well, it's a piece of cake to solve them. Don't forget that I am a killer."

Jessie was very worried about Rachel. Ordinarily, she lived like a child. Even though she was full of confidence, Jessie was still uneasy.

At the same time, she heard a scream from downstairs, followed by another scream, "Darren, are you okay?" Frowning, Rachel cursed. Then she took out two guns from her nightdress, threw one to Jessie, and jumped off with the rope tied around her wrist.

After entering the room, Jessie observed the condition outside through the unlocked door.

The gunshots outside the house were as loud as thunder, which just like hitting Jessie's heart, making her tremble.

Holding the rope, Rachel rushed down. All the things that Ivy cared about was to cry beside Darren. She didn't notice that the gun of the man in black was aimed at her.

When the man in black was about to pull the trigger, a shot was fired. Hearing the gunshot, Ivy was stiff all of a sudden. Stunned, she turned her head and saw a man in black lying not far away from her.

Suddenly, an idea hit on her mind, and Ivy began to cry in fear.

With a gun in her hand, Rachel fired several shots at the door and then strode towards Ivy. She grabbed Ivy's clothes and pulled her behind the sofa.

"Shut up if you don't want to die. You are so noisy!" With the roar of Rachel, Ivy immediately shut up and covered her mouth tightly, not daring to make any sound.

Bullets were all over the place and the blood was dripping. At this moment, the Lin family was like a battlefield full of bullets.

Hiding behind the sofa, Rachel stared at the men in black outside the room.

According to the position and number of the bullets, there should be five killers coming. Now that three of them had died, then... How about the rest two?

Suddenly, Rachel stood up and raised her gun, observing the room cautiously.

Suddenly, she felt a strong sense of danger behind her. Rachel turned and saw a man in black shoot at her from the third floor.

She thought that she couldn't dodge the bullets, so she jumped up suddenly. Then, with two gunshots, Rachel was directly pressed under someone.

She raised her eyes and shouted angrily, "Richard, you bastard!"