TimeNovelChapter 759
Teresa felt like she could barely breathe.
Her small figure knelt on the ground, too terrified to make a sound.
She was afraid Maurice would shoot her dead, but even more terrified that her daddy would leave her forever.
So, all she could do was frantically try to stem her daddy's bleeding, tears uncontrollably streaming down her
face.
Her lips trembled, and it took her ages to muster up a sentence, still too scared to let Maurice hear.
"Daddy... Daddy, please get up... How will | get halone? You can't scarelike this! Daddy..."
She kept babbling, and as if sensing her, Frederick weakly lifted his eyelids, his eyes bloodshot and dilating.
But still, he tried to reach out to touch Teresa's face, a simple gesture that seemed to drain all his strength.
Teresa sniffled and quickly moved her face closer.
Her daddy's hand was wet and sticky with blood, sparking an unprecedented panic in her!
And Maurice, at spoint, had crouched down again, his voice eerily persuasive as he spoke to Teresa:
"Teresa, I'm your daddy. Cto me."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMaurice's voice nearly scared the soul out of Teresa. She even forgot to cry, her
body trembling uncontrollably as she collapsed to the ground.
Fear shone in her wide, tearful eyes as she slowly scooted backward.
"Chere, Teresa."
"No... I'm scared... you'll kill me..."
"How could daddy bear to hurt you?"
"But you killed my real daddy!"
Whether out of fear or grief, Teresa screamed the last words.
She looked down at Frederick as tears flooded her eyes again.
Little did she know, her words had thoroughly enraged Maurice.
His gun was reloaded, but his walkie-talkie crackled with an urgent message:
"Mr. Winston, it's bad! Marguerite is coming! Our men can't hold her back!" Maurice responded indifferently:
"Understood."
He set down the walkie-talkie and signaled his bodyguards with a glance. They immediately retreated skillfully
through the rooftop's back door.
Hearing Marguerite's name, Teresa grasped at it like a lifeline, crawling forward to cling to Maurice's legs,
begging through her tears.
"Daddy Maurice! Mommy's coming! If mommy finds out you shot daddy Frederick, she'll be heartbroken! Please,
let's call an ambulance, okay?
Don't worry, | won't tell mommy it was you who shot him! Let's just call an ambulance! Please, Daddy Maurice,
we can still fix this!
| don't want daddy to die! | can't have that!"
Maurice's lips curled into a merciless smile, asking, "Teresa, I've taken care of you for three years, while he
wanted nothing to do with you. Are you sure you want to plead for him?"
Teresa cried uncontrollably, her sobs making it impossible for her to form a coherent sentence.
All she could do was stammer, "Please... save him..."
Her shoulders shook with each sob, but Frederick's arm stretched out with difficulty.
He gently touched Teresa's blood-stained face, opening his mouth to speak, his voice hoarse and weak.
"Teresa... go... find Marguerite downstairs. Don't cback here, never cback."
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