After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 1200 Hostage Exchange

Chapter 1200 Hostage Exchange

Doyle watched with excitement as Hannah appeared so distressed. Nobody knew how angry and repressed he was when he watched Hannah being taken away by Oscar. He forced himself to endure and didn't let himself go crazy, until now, finally making Hannah regret everything.

But, it was late. Since Hannah left him heartlessly, everything could not be changed. It was too late for everything. All he wanted now was to seek revenge against Hannah for abandoning him before. Hannah had no idea how much he loved her. He was willing to do anything, even if it meant falling out with his parents, for the sake of her. He worked so hard to be with Hannah. She, however, left him mercilessly.

And she lived happily in Northfield. When Doyle was in Jolencami, the daily motivation that kept him going was the news of Hannah being passed on to him every day. And he knew Hannah was doing well in a foreign country. After she left him, she had been doing better and better. The happier she was here, the more he resented it and wanted to seek revenge and the more he wanted to make Hannah regret everything she did to him.

Finally, he made it. Now, she was so regretful and distressful in front of him, which gave him a feeling of exhilaration of revenge.

He said, "Is it impossible for you to accept it?"

Hannah glared at Doyle with tears in her eyes. How she wished to perish with him!

"If I detonate the bomb and make your parents explode to pieces, would you... suffer to death?" As he spoke, he revealed an extremely cruel smile.

"Are you crazy, Doyle? Are you insane?" Hannah screamed at him with all her heart.

"Yes, I'm insane. It's you who drove me crazy, Hannah. Do you know how hard I felt when you left me? No, you can't feel it. It was a hundred times more painful than what you're currently experiencing." "Let me make up for it, how do you want me to compensate you? Die in front of you? Do you want me to die?" Hannah asked him fiercely.

"I've thought about what I'll do to you once I see you. To kill you to vent my hatred? But the thought of you dying makes me feel uncomfortable, my heart feels like it's been cut by a knife, completely unacceptable!" Doyle looked at Hannah and said deeply, "Look, I hate you so much, but I can't even bear to kill you. So do you know how much I love you?"

"Do you know?" Doyle asked again.

Hannah did not answer. At this moment, she was trembling all over since she had a complete breakdown about this.

"Do you know what love is because of Oscar?" Doyle asked her again in a gloomy voice with a soft tone.

"Yes!" Hannah admitted, "I love Oscar, so I wouldn't torture him like this. Even when he abandoned me back then, because I loved him, I just stayed away from him. I wouldn't hate him and wouldn't seek revenge like this! Doyle, you're not in love, you're sick!"

"You finally admit that you love him," Doyle said softly.

How could it be that she left with Oscar if she didn't love him?

How could it be that she called out Oscar's name while she was sound asleep if she didn't love him?

It was he who had indulged in extravagant desires.

It had always been a luxury to hope for Hannah.

"Hannah, do you know what the consequences of angering me like this are?"

Hannah laughed.

"Do you think I'm afraid of death?" asked she.

Doyle's eyes narrowed slightly.

"The moment I received your call, I knew the outcome. We've been together for four years, I'm too aware of your personality. However you've always been extreme, and when you encounter things that don't go your way, you use the most extreme methods to solve them. This is true for everyone, including the woman who almost killed Besse. Once you get angry, you will satisfy your desires in your way, regardless of any cost." Hannah spoke up.

This was also why she finally considered telling Oscar this. Since Doyle came to Northfield, he must not have thought about going back alive.

Therefore, without Oscar, she was doomed to death. If Oscar knew about this, there might be a glimmer of hope for her, even if there was not much hope.

"You know me well," Doyle laughed wildly. "I thought I had disguised myself well when we were together. Hannah, you're just too smart."

"Release my parents," Hannah said calmly.

Doyle looked at her., somewhat surprised by her emotional control. No wonder he loved Hannah so much. He loved Hannah's personality.

"Release them, I'll die with you. Isn't that what you want? To make me regret leaving you and let me die with you in the end, isn't that your goal in retaliating against me?" said Hannah. "How did you know?"

"Free them, I'll tell you." Hannah tried to negotiate with him.

Doyle laughed and asked, "Do you think I would fall for your trick?"

"You never thought about killing my parents, did you?" Hannah finally calmed down.

After accepting the situation, she became less panicked.

"If you want to kill them, you could have killed them long ago. That can make me regret it, and even make my life worse than death." Hannah said bluntly, "But you're just kidnapping them, just to get me to see you. The only person yo@want to retaliate against is me, and you won't implicate anyone else, will you?"

Doyle gave a cold laugh.

Indeed, he never thought of harming Hannah's parents. The only one he wanted to take his revenge against was Hannah. And he only intended to control Hannah's parents to let her come to meet him. He just wanted to threaten her.

"Now let my parents go, I'll accompany you to die here." Hannah turned her eyes to look at the bomb tied to her parents.

Miguel and Michelle were struggling because of what she said. Hannah knew her parents would rather sacrifice themself instead of losing her.

But she had no choice. She didn't want to watch her parents die helplessly anymore.

She turned around and gave Doyle a fierce look, negotiating, "Is that okay?"

"Okay," Doyle readily agreed.

However, Hannah dared not relax for a second.

"Tie yourself up." Said Doyle. "Let Manuel tie you up. Don't try any tricks. Don't dare to make any rash moves, I'll have the bomb remote control in my hand."

As he spoke, Doyle took out a remote control and waved it in front of Hannah.