Ice-Cold Ceo, Crazy Love

Jagger looked at Eason, his eyes flickering with a complex mix of emotions.

Taking a deep breath to stabilize his feelings, Jagger spoke softly, “Let me go, but not just like that. Your Highness, I need you to subject me to all kinds of tortures, the more horrific, the better. When you let me go, just leave me barely alive. Only then will they believe.”

Eason narrowed his eyes. “What if they don’t save you? After being hypnotized for so many years, you’ve probably revealed everything you could. What use could you possibly be to them now?”

Jagger smiled faintly. “What if they do?”

He said calmly, “If I die, then so be it. I deserve it for the crimes I’ve committed.”

Eason fell silent, his gaze dropping.

“Your Highness, this is my only chance at redemption for the heinous sins I’ve committed,” Jagger said, his body trembling slightly.

After a while…

Eason nodded. “Alright. But you must understand, my father has only one month left. You must get the antidote within that time.”

“I understand.” Jagger nodded.

Eason closed his eyes and when he opened them again, they were cold and resolute.

He turned and left the room.

Shortly after, several men came in and seized Jagger.

Eason didn’t discuss Jagger’s plan w

anyone else. If Jagger wanted to gamble, they would gamble.

As for the outcome… Eason didn’t place much hope in Jagger.

His greater hope was still pinned on Thomas.

After all, Thomas represented the pinnacle of medical skills.

Perhaps a miracle might occur?

Three hours later, a bloodied Jagger was thrown into the moat surrounding the palace. Eason dared not arrange for anyone to monitor the situation. Whether Jagger lived or died was left to fate. The next day, those cleaning the moat reported no discovery of a body, which somewhat relieved Eason.

Jagger… must have been taken away.

But whether he could infiltrate the enemy’s ranks, gain their trust, and obtain the antidote, all remained

uncertain.

That day, as Eason was about to check on Thomas’s latest progress at the hospital.

He discovered a note on his temporary office desk.

Eason could not help but frown.

He quickly looked around but did not see anything. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

The hospital was temporarily requisitioned, staffed entirely by his people. After Jagger’s exposure, he had thoroughly vetted the personnel several times. Those remaining were essentially his most trusted aides.

However… this note still appeared here without anyone noticing.

A secret organization, perhaps?

Huh, it’s getting more and more interesting.

Eason opened the note expressionlessly.

It contained just one line.

[Exchange Susan for Alexander’s life. 5.]

Eason’s pupils were constricted sharply.

Timothy!

The handwriting matched exactly with the notes he had found in Timothy’s office!

This note was sent by Timothy.

Exchanged Susan for Alexander’s life.

The message’s meaning was clear enough.

But what about the number 5 at the end?

What did that signify?

Eason’s brow furrowed.

He had a rough idea of why Timothy wanted Susan, and from Timothy’s information, he had a rough idea of the relationship between Susan and Timothy.

Was Timothy harboring resentment, seeking revenge on Susan?