Once Bitten, Twice Shy

427 Are You Willing to Die with Me?

Although Timothy did not lose consciousness like Samantha, the powder did make him dizzy and his limbs became weak.

In addition to protecting Samantha and Matthew, he could not fight against all those big men at that moment.

The men tied Timothy and Samantha together with their backs against each other. The rope they used was thick and the knot was sturdy.

Matthew was still unconscious and lying on the ground.

Not long later, the big men brought over a box and removed something black from it.

Timothy looked over and his black pupils constricted slightly.

It was…a bomb.

His lips twitched and his sneer carried several meanings.

Barry saw his unchanging expression and could not help but say, “Mr. Barker, once this bomb is activated, you’ll only have half an hour to live.”

“When that happens, you, your wife, and your child will become a family of three who went out to sea and died in an accident.”

“With the Barker Group losing you and having no heir, the only person left will be the old lady. Her health is failing and she can’t support such a huge company. At that point, Donald will take over the Barker Group as the head of the family and unite everything.”

“You’ve known all along that he’d bring the Barker Group back to where it belongs, whether or not you cooperated with him. It might take a little longer, but if he could spend that many years dealing with the main personality, the one thing he never lacks is time.”

“He treats you differently and wants to train you to be his heir, but you didn’t know what was good for you and went against him for a woman. He’s very disappointed in you, you know.”

After a pause, Barry continued, “He said that he’ll give you one last chance. As long as you’re willing to tell him that you can give up on Samantha and Matthew, you can leave here with us.”

In other words, Samantha and Matthew would be left there and the bomb would blow them to pieces in half an hour.

Barry took out his cell phone and shook it at Timothy. “Whether or not I call him is up to you.”

Timothy glanced up and looked into his eyes. He then said without a second thought, “Call the old man.”

Barry smiled, “He made the right judgment when it comes to you, Mr. Barker. You’d always choose the best path.”

Timothy was who he was.

He used to be able to give out a merciless order and send a killer to kill Samantha and Matthew. What he had right then was just a momentarily lapse in judgment, although it was not too late to correct it.

Barry called Donald’s number.

As soon as the call was connected, Donald’s kindhearted voice sounded. “Have you come to a decision, Tim?”

Timothy spoke in a voice that was as cold as ever. “I won’t leave my woman or my child behind.”

Donald and Barry were both speechless.

Donald sneered, “How very stubborn of you. Why are you calling me then?”

“Give Samantha an antidote.”

“Tch.” Donald found it laughable. “Do you really think you have a chance of escaping even if she’s awake?”

The reason he chose to do it in the middle of the ocean was to cut off all escape routes.

Timothy retorted, “What are you afraid of if we have no chance of escaping?”

Donald did not know what to say.

“Before I die, I want to say goodbye to my wife and child.” Timothy did not sound as if he was asking for help at all and was somewhat arrogant even.

Donald was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

He was just too fond of Timothy’s arrogant second personality and would not have been so tolerant of it otherwise.

How unfortunate that the second personality was disobedient.

“Fine. I’ll grant you your wish.”

Donald ended the call as soon as he said that.

He looked out the window and sighed regretfully before a cruel smile appeared.

Those who obeyed him prospered and those who opposed him would perish. There had been no exception to that rule, which was why he remained invincible for so many years!

…

Barry hated Timothy too.

Neither he nor his subordinates had a good life under Donald after all those years. Donald had been patient with Timothy time and again, yet Timothy never seemed to know to cherish it.

Barry told his men to give Samantha an injection that contained the antidote. He then said, “Samantha will wake up in another five minutes. You’d better hurry if you have something to tell her, Mr. Barker.”

The bomb had been activated and the red display was counting down slowly.

Barry and his subordinates got on the speedboat, evacuated immediately, and soon disappeared.

Samantha began to wake up slowly.

She opened her eyes and looked around in confusion. It was not until she laid eyes on the bomb in front of her that her head began to buzz.

“Is that a bomb I’m seeing? Am I…dreaming?”

Timothy’s voice answered her, “No.”

Samantha instinctively turned to look at Timothy, but she then realized that her back was leaning against him. Her hands and feet had been tied, and the same could be said of Timothy.

Unable to turn her head to look at him, all she could do was ask, “What happened, Timothy?”

Timothy explained the situation briefly.

Samantha felt a headache coming on. “I told you it’s a trap. Donald wouldn’t’ve been so kind to let us go.”

She listened to the ticking time on the bomb and every single tick seemed to gnaw away at her heart.

It had been a long, hard struggle for her to finally see the child, and she did not want to die like that.

“Time is running out, Timothy. You…do have a…solution, don’t you?”

He had to be fully prepared if he could board the ship with all that confidence!

Timothy did not answer immediately and kept quiet instead.

Samantha could not control her breathing from quickening. “You… Please don’t tell me…you’re unprepared?”

A few seconds later, Timothy answered, “Yes.”

Samantha was speechless.

Timothy asked again, “We’ll be dying here today, Sammy. Are you…willing to die with me?”