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The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 1319

Though Joshua was critically injured, Gibson hadn't escaped either; Harold and his team had cornered him.

"Not a friend," Foreman said coolly. "An enemy."

Gibson's eyes snapped open, a sharp glint in them. "Don't tell me... you're here to let me go."

"Letting you go is out of the question, Mr. Gibson," Foreman said smoothly. "No one would have blinked if you had just tried to kill Joshua. But you made the mistake of kidnapping Keen. Even if I were to let you go, Skyler would never."

Gibson scoffed. "Then what do you want?"

"I'm here to inform you that despite your elaborate traps, you failed. You didn't kill Joshua, and you didn't get revenge for your son."

A muscle twitched in Gibson's jaw, his expression turning savage.

Foreman continued, "While I can't set you free, I can offer you a chance to avenge your son before you die."

Gibson's eyes narrowed. "What do you want me to do for you?"

Gibson's expression wavered. The story... it actually made a twisted sort of sense.

Foreman pressed his advantage. "I won't lie to you. You crossed Skyler's line. Your fate is sealed. Before you die, why not make your death count for something? You know what they say: a man's last words are always taken as truth."

Gibson understood. "You want me to tell them this story and then kill myself."

Foreman's smile widened. "Only the dead can't recant their testimony. You're going to die one way or another. Why not choose a quick end? Or would you prefer to be tortured through endless interrogations? The choice is yours, Mr. Gibson. It all depends on how determined you really are."

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