Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 932

The once calm sea, in an instant, up the turbulent tide.

There was a storm coming.

Just then, out of nowhere, a shot rang out.

With the already panicked crowd, instantly screaming one after another, fleeing around, the scene was chaotic to the extreme.

Clarence stood where he was, peering through the crowd at Justin, whose smile was still flat, only to be pushed away by his underlings.

Nathan hurried over to Clarence and said, "Mr. Conrad, it was the man of the Young Master Justin."

"He's going to the ship to detonate the bomb," Clarence said Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Nathan's eyes widened slightly, and before he could speak, Clarence was already taking his steps in the direction of Justin's departure.

"Mr. Conrad..."

Clarence didn't look back. "Stay here with your men. If I don't come back..."

His voice was buried by the surrounding cries.

Nathan paused for two seconds, then gritted his teeth and followed.

When Clarence got to the cruise ship, he saw a bunch of Justin's guys.

They were blocking it. They were obviously not letting anyone in.

Clarence looked at the men coldly and said rudely, "Fuck off."

A group of men was unmoved, each with a gun in their hands.

But soon, with Darnell on the scene, the tables were turned.

Darnell glanced down and said, "I got this."

Clarence acknowledged him and strode forward on his long legs.

Justin's men tried to stop him, but they were controlled by Darnell's man and took their guns.

Their icy expressions changed.

They didn't even see how he did it.

When they got on the ship, there was no one around.

Clarence whispered, "Split up.”

Nathan responded, raised his hand, and the men behind him scattered.

The entire ship was four stories tall, and Justin was nowhere to be seen.

Clarence watched the choppy sea, his thin lips pressed together, and finally walked up to the top deck.

Justin was there.

He sat in his wheelchair, his hands clasped, looking calm and gentle as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Justin spoke slowly, still smiling. "Clare, you're here."

Clarence walked up to him step by step. "Isn't that enough?"

"Everything I've done, you guessed it,” Justin said. "I've been planning this for so long, and I've got nothing. What do you think is enough for me?"

"You hurt so many innocent people just to satisfy your hate-ridden heart by subjecting them to the same fate as you. After all these years, do you really think this is revenge?"

"Of course not." Justin looked at the crowd in the distance, "What do you get for revenge? You get nothing. Wouldn't it be nice to be able to walk freely without them in City N, to be able to turn City N into another Riverside City, and have them all listen to you? Whoever disobeys will be killed.”

As Justin spoke, a deeper smile came over his face. "Clare, this is my last gift to you as a brother. Don't You Like It?"

Clarence looked at him. "| told you, | just want my family to be safe."

Upon hearing this, Justin said with regret, "If you want to receive a gift, you will have to pay the price.”

"| know you have the power to get out of here, and I'm not going to stand in your way, but these people, why not let them die here?"

"| really don't understand you," he said, laughing. "You always act like you don't care about anyone or anything. Why do you care

about them now?"

Clarence stood in front of him and said lightly, "You're wrong. I'm not here for them. | told you, | don't care if they live or die."

The smile on Justin's face faded. "Oh, | forgot, you're here to avenge your child. It's just a shame you'll never see him again."

"No word from your men yet?"

When he said that, Justin paused for a few seconds and looked at him, the curve of his mouth disappearing.

Clarence said, "The truth is, you don't want to take these people with you, you want me to spend the rest of my life in pain and hatred. You set all this up just to get my attention and get Darnell out of Riverside City."

Clarence glanced around. "If you really put everyone in your hands in here, you're going to risk everything, and we're going to die at sea. But you, as usual, laid your eyes on the boy, and sent half the men to Riverside City."

Justin's not talking.

Clarence went on, "There is no new toxin, right?"

Justin caught his eye and chuckled.

Clarence said, "The old man was under your surveillance the whole time, and you knew | was going to rescue him, so before that, you had a chance to swap out the vial he took from Amanda, and you deliberately misled me into going to Canada to find Amanda's things. To give you one more chip."

Justin said, "Do you think | would have missed the opportunity to kill him if | could give him the nutrition shot?"

"If there was a new toxin, you wouldn't have gone through the trouble of sending someone to Riverside City."

After a while, Justin looked back, turned his wheelchair, and looked out at the ocean. "You're right. I'll just wait for the toxin to kick in."

Clarence stood beside him, also looking into the distance.

It was as if the two were standing in the Conrad family garden years ago, chatting away.

Clarence said, "You did give me a gift. | should thank you."

Justin's face suddenly changed.

"You're right. You had the chance to inject him with the toxin while you were on the nutrition shot, but you didn't."

Justin chuckled noncommittally.

Clarence said, "After 20 years, it's time to put an end to this feud."

As soon as he said that, Justin felt like he had a gun in his hand.

Clarence took a few steps back and stood a meter away from him. "I started this, so | shall finish it.’

Justin slowly raised the gun, his eyes narrowed. "You don't think | will kill you?"

Clarence smiled. "You just said there is a price to pay for the gift. If you think killing that child will make you forget your hatred, | might as well trade my life for his."

Bam!