From Contract To All My Life: I Own You

Looking at Joy, who was lowering her head and almost being humble to the dust, Jimmy felt strange, his black eyes flashed with some emotions.

"I can save him, but you know my conditions!"

Jimmy took out the contract from the drawer and pushed it with his signature pen.

Looking at Jimmy's expression carefully, Joy knew that he was not joking, so she picked up the pen and signed her name on it.

In fact, on the way, she had thought that Jimmy would use it as a comment to save her brother, but she also thought that a famous business man like him would not do such a thing.

But at the moment he pushed out the contract, Joy knew that she had made a mistake. But even if she was wrong, so what? As long as Jimmy could save her brother.

Sean was more important than her, no, it could be said that he was more important than anyone else, as Jay said!

The year before yesterday, a fire broke out in the tube shaped building because it was old and out of repair. Both she and Sean were trapped in the building. Jay dragged the firefighters and shouted, "Save Sean, save my son. He is more important than my life."

Later, Sean was rescued first. Joy's back was badly burned, but fortunately, she was saved.

Was her angry about it? Yes, she was! Joy blamed herself for not being able to save Sean, and for not being able to make Jay think that she was his daughter!

So this time, she had to save Sean!

Maggie looked at them in front of her in disbelief. Jimmy's obsession and madness were beyond her imagination.

"Jimmy, are you crazy? You know, you and I have been engaged since childhood! Do you want to regret your marriage?"

Maggie's grandfather and the commander of Jimmy's family were comrades in arms. The two families had always been on good terms. Jimmy was four years older than Maggie. At that time, the old commander insisted on arranging a marriage for the two children.

However, although it was just what commander said, the two families were both famous families in city, so almost everyone took it seriously. Maggie had always regarded herself as Jimmy's fiancee. Now that Jimmy took out a contract and wanted to marry another woman, it was undoubtedly a slap in the face of her family. If she told Commander Go, he would definitely break one of Jimmy's legs! "I'm sorry. I said I wouldn't marry you."

Jimmy looked into Maggie's eyes. It was the first time in so many years that he had told her his thoughts so seriously.

Maggie didn't dare to look into Jimmy's eyes. The determination was obvious. Her eyes immediately turned red, but she immediately raised her hand to cover it. "You will be regretful!"

Then Maggie turned around and left!

Seeing all this, Joy couldn't tell how she felt. She turned to Jimmy.

There was almost no expression on Jimmy's handsome face. He opened the drawer and took out a set of car keys. Looking at Joy, he said, "Let's go!"

Now it was his turn to keep his promise to save Sean!

The black car sped along 931 national road, followed by seven or eight cars of the same color. If someone looked carefully, he would find that there were all burly guards sitting inside. These guards were all sent out by Jimmy from the Go family's and were masters of combating.

As it was late winter, the suburb looked desolate and bleak. According to the information provided by the mobile phone GPS, Jimmy drove the car into an oil factory. The oil factory had been empty for many years, and there were mottled oil everywhere. The air was filled with an unpleasant smell of rust and sulfur.

However, to Joy's surprise, this place had already been surrounded by a group of special police with submachine guns.

Before the car stopped, Joy quickly opened the door and jumped out. The cordon isolated the onlookers, and even Joy was blocked outside the cordon.

"Let me in. My brother is inside."

At this time, Jimmy came over after he locked his car. One of the people who seemed to be the leader of the SWAT team immediately came over to greet him.

"No, the kidnappers are very cunning. The warehouse is surrounded by gasoline and gunpowder. It's easy to explode if we shoot them from a distance."

The man who spoke was tall and straight, wearing a green military uniform and thick eyebrows and big eyes.

He was William, the captain of the 302 SWAT team. He grew up with Jimmy since childhood.

It was not until William finished his words that he noticed Joy beside Jimmy. He looked her up and down with his slanted eyes, and then patted his head and said, "I know this girl. Last time, she reported that the police attacked the Taxing Gang. What's her name? Oh, Joy, right?"

But Joy didn't know William at all.

"Yeah. Who are you?"

"Hello, my name is William. My name means slowness but arrogance!"

As William spoke, he stretched out a hand in front of Joy. Staring at the slender and dry hands in front of him, Joy was about to hold them while she heard Jimmy asking, "Is there any way to ensure the safety of the hostages?"

Hearing this, Joy was shocked. She drew back her hand and looked at him expectantly.

William gave Jimmy a meaningful look and replied, "It's very difficult. Let me take you to see the scene."

As William spoke, he took Jimmy through the cordon. After taking two steps, Jimmy turned to look at Joy, who was blocked behind, and said, "Go back to the car. I'll take care of this."

Jimmy's firm and calm eyes made Joy feel at ease inexplicably, but she still didn't listen to him. It was undoubtedly a torture for her to get back to the car, so she chose to stay there.

In the messy warehouse, a man with dyed yellow hair squatted on a pile of scrap metal and smoked depressingly. One of his minions had never seen such a scene outside. He timidly came to persuade him, "Bro, let's surrender. There are a lot of special police and a large number of bodyguards outside. I heard that the woman has invited Jimmy. We probably can't escape today."

"Clap, clap, clap!"

The man with dyed yellow hair patted the guy's head hard and cursed, "You bastard! Think about how leader treated you when he was alive. He give you what you want. Now I finally have a chance to avenge him, but you still dare to say such words. Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now."

"It's my fault. Bro, what should we do now?"

The guy hurriedly covered his head to beg for mercy and then asked for a solution.

The man with dyed yellow hair took another two puffs. The guy persuaded, "Bro, don't smoke. The outside is full of gasoline and gunpowder. If we not pay more attention on it, we will all die."

However, it was his words that inspired the man with dyed yellow hair. He immediately made up his mind, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his feet. "Bring Sean here. I want them all to die with my leader!"