Chapter 373 - 354: Who Are You Talking About?

"Good, I like how straightforward you are!" Erin Irving clapped, and a man beside him immediately produced a document. "First, sign this. Second, get on your knees and kowtow to me three times. Third..."

He paused deliberately, his gaze sweeping over the three hostages. He picked up an exceedingly sharp knife from a nearby surface. Its stark white blade glinted, so dazzling it was hard to look at.

"However many people you want to save, you leave that many fingers here!"

"I’ve stated my demands. Now, hurry up and make your decision!"

Anyone would have found Erin Irving’s demands to be completely outrageous.

Standing behind Elliot, William was so furious with Erin Irving that he gritted his teeth. "Sharon, don’t listen to him."

It wasn’t just William saying it; even Dylan Heston was urging him not to.

The worst that could happen was a fight, and maybe they’d find another way out.

If Elliot really agreed to Erin Irving’s three conditions, he would likely be unable to hold his head high for the rest of his life.

Elliot Sheridan didn’t move. He stared at the share transfer agreement and the knife, his brow furrowing ever deeper.

Erin Irving knew that getting Elliot Sheridan to sign would require a catalyst.

He walked over to Quentin Chase and Aidan Sheridan and kicked at them, eliciting a frightened sob from Quentin Chase.

He crouched, his gaze shifting from Elliot Sheridan back to Quentin Chase, and ripped the black blindfold from her face.

"Quentin, look who’s come to save you!"

Having been kidnapped, Quentin Chase was under immense psychological stress. Her pale face was streaked with tears, a portrait of pure misery.

As her eyes adjusted to the light, she saw her child in front of her but couldn’t reach out to hold him. "Erin Irving, you’re a monster! We have no quarrel with you!"

Her voice choked with sobs, she cried out hoarsely to Elliot Sheridan in the distance, "Elliot, save my child!"

Erin Irving then ripped the blindfold from Aidan Sheridan’s face. Aidan was holding up much better than Quentin Chase.

Though terrified, he wasn’t crying or struggling. The sight of his red-rimmed eyes tugged at Elliot Sheridan’s heart.

Although Aidan Sheridan wasn’t related to him by blood, the whole family treated Aidan as one of their own. Elliot, in particular, doted on his younger brother.

"Let them go!" Elliot Sheridan roared.

Erin Irving stood up with a smile, dusting off his hands. He gestured toward the items for Elliot. "Be my guest. This is your choice, so you’ll have no one to blame but yourself."

"Sharon, don’t!" Dylan Heston yelled, hoping to snap him back to his senses.

Elliot Sheridan seemed deaf to the plea. He took the transfer agreement and swiftly signed his name.

Seeing the tears of Quentin Chase and Miles, Elliot Sheridan’s mind was flooded with the sound of Georgia Thorne crying.

But since he hadn’t seen her, there was no way he would agree to all of Erin Irving’s demands.

"And her!" He threw the agreement on the ground and said impatiently, "Let me see her first!"

Erin Irving was baffled. He had no idea who Elliot Sheridan was talking about.

’Aren’t they all here?’

He had one of his men pick up the agreement. After confirming it was indeed Elliot Sheridan’s signature, he had the man take it away.

"Now for the other two conditions. Get on with it!" He could hardly wait to see Elliot Sheridan kneel before him.

’He and Elliot Sheridan had been rivals for years. A single defeat had forced him to spend a decade abroad.’

’Only he knew the depths of that humiliation. What he was making Elliot Sheridan repay today was merely a tenth of that debt.’

’But this was more than satisfying enough.’

The longer he went without seeing Georgia Thorne, the fouler Elliot Sheridan’s mood became, his eyes growing stormier. "I want to see Georgia Thorne first!"

’He would only do it after he confirmed she was safe!’

"What Georgia Thorne?" Erin Irving was stunned for a few seconds before asking, his reaction sluggish.

"Don’t make me say it again. Where is Georgia Thorne? Where do you have her locked up!" His patience had run out.

Erin Irving kicked something nearby. "You think I kidnapped Georgia Thorne?"

"Are you daring to say you didn’t?!" Elliot Sheridan shot back.

Erin Irving considered himself a man of his word, at the very least. He had said he wouldn’t touch Georgia Thorne, and he hadn’t.

He had only kidnapped Aidan Sheridan and Quentin Chase, planning to use them as leverage.

Elliot Sheridan could no longer suppress the inferno of rage within him. While everyone was distracted, he snatched the knife. In a flash, he had Erin Irving pinned in front of him, one hand choking his neck, the gleaming blade of the knife pressed against his Adam’s apple.

While Elliot Sheridan had been signing the document, he had made a hand signal to Dylan Heston behind his back.

’After all their years as brothers, if Dylan couldn’t understand a simple signal like that, their friendship would have been for nothing.’

The instant Elliot seized Erin Irving, Dylan Heston’s sharp gaze swept over the man beside him. Ducking low, he brought the edge of his hand down in a vicious chop, knocking the man unconscious.