Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise

Chapter 71. The Handgun

Isabella's heart surged with dread, her fear akin to that of little chicks whose mother hen had been plucked away from them. And thereafter, the chicks scattered in all directions as their cries for help pierced the air.

Observing Isabella's reaction, the man deduced her intense fright like a skilled tracker reading the panicked footprints of a prey on the run. Consequently, he loosened the metal he had inserted into his pistol's mouth and carefully returned the firearm to its original position.

"Don’t be frightened. This is merely routine around here," the man reassured, striding over the lifeless bodies of the naked man and woman. Upon reaching Isabella, who stood at the room's entrance, he looked in a distant direction at the guards positioned by the door and nodded at them. In this way, their response was a reciprocating nod.

Still gripped by fear, much like a kidnapped child in the clutches of a dangerous captor, Isabella's heart alternated between racing and sinking in trepidati