On this day, Adrian Jennings had been waiting for a long time. Vincent Fletcher was finally in his grasp, and he could finally wipe out Vincent Fletcher and his men. Outside, many of his people were lying in wait, including snipers and mercenaries he had brought back overnight from abroad. Adrian had carefully observed upon arriving, and just as he expected, Vincent Fletcher didn’t have many assets left in Veridia. The people here were practically all he could muster in Veridia. According to the rescue plan Adrian had drafted last night, if all went smoothly, he would not only be able to save Talia Rhodes but also eliminate Vincent Fletcher and his subordinates in Veridia. However, this plan required Adrian to risk his life; if it failed, neither he nor Talia would survive. It was about to succeed. But suddenly, a complication arose. Adrian hadn’t expected Vincent Fletcher to send someone to capture Jasmine Rhodes... "Save Jasmine... Adrian, please save Jasmine..." Talia was still cradled in Adrian’s arms, clinging tightly to his collar, her eyes full of pleading. Adrian’s gaze was dark and obscure. He had waited too long for this opportunity. Now they were at the border of Caelus, Veridia. Just next door was Aridia. The helicopter was right in sight; if he let Vincent Fletcher return to his stronghold in Aridia this time, dealing with him in the future would be incredibly difficult. But with Vincent Fletcher holding Jasmine as a hostage, Adrian had to consider cautiously. Adrian lowered his eyes, meeting Talia’s pleading gaze, and felt a stab of pain in his heart. In the helicopter, Jasmine was still crying and struggling. "Sis... sob sob sob save me, sis..." Vincent Fletcher was not in a hurry, standing there smilingly while waiting. He knew those snipers outside used red dot sights, which allowed for enhanced precision during high sniping; even if the targeted person moved their body or swayed, the sniper could still accurately hit their head with a single shot. In such a scenario, the chance for Vincent Fletcher and his men to escape was almost nil. No matter how fast their actions were, they couldn’t evade the sniper bullets under the red dot sight. Vincent Fletcher leisurely looked at Adrian Jennings. Death was not something he feared. He was keen to see how Adrian would choose, assuming that sacrificing a little girl to wipe out a sworn enemy and his subordinates, removing future troubles forever, Adrian would relentlessly choose to abandon the little girl. In his view, a person’s life was never regarded as precious and worth protecting. After a long silence, Adrian said, "Let Jasmine go, I’ll let you leave, but your men must stay." This answer seemed to be beyond Vincent Fletcher’s expectations, but also within reason. Vincent Fletcher curled his lips and pointed at Eric Donovan, "I want to take him." Eric had been with him for so many years and was his most reliable assistant, the best besides Vincent Fletcher himself. With Eric around, many tasks didn’t require Vincent Fletcher to personally worry and could be twice as effective with half the effort; Vincent Fletcher certainly couldn’t part with such a good subordinate. Adrian’s voice was stern, "No way." Upon hearing this, Vincent Fletcher snorted coldly, "Doesn’t matter, I don’t mind throwing this little girl down." The hand clutching his collar tightened a bit further, and Adrian’s lipline stiffened. After a moment, he compromised, "Fine." "To the rooftop," Vincent Fletcher dropped these three words and strode upstairs. Five more floors up and it would be the rooftop terrace. The helicopter ascended as well, flying toward the rooftop. Adrian carried Talia and followed. In his arms, Talia continuously clutched Adrian’s collar, her eyes full of tension and worry. Adrian’s gaze softened, he comforted her gently, "Don’t be afraid, Talia; your sister will be fine." Talia’s grip on Adrian’s collar trembled slightly. When people are extremely tense and frightened, it’s instinctual to have physical reactions they can’t control. When Talia was fighting Vincent Fletcher, she feared nothing, not even death. But at the moment she saw Jasmine, her whole body froze in an instant. She could brave death, but she couldn’t bear to watch her own little sister be cruelly killed in front of her. Adrian comforted her again, "Don’t be afraid, Talia." The helicopter had already landed. Jasmine was still in the grip of the burly and formidable man. As they moved, the snipers hidden outside the building repositioned accordingly. Fortunately, the building the snipers occupied was the tallest one nearby; even though Vincent Fletcher and his team had moved five floors up, the snipers still had the geographical advantage to find a perfect sniping spot. Seeing the red dots appear again on his subordinates’ foreheads, Vincent Fletcher remained unruffled. He moved towards the helicopter. Adrian approached to receive the hostage. Just as Vincent Fletcher boarded the helicopter and Adrian was about to touch Jasmine, a bullet sliced through the air. The bullet hit the helicopter’s body with a "bang." The sudden change disrupted the original plan; Adrian and the person holding Jasmine moved back quickly, creating a distance. "Police! Nobody move!" In an instant, several police officers appeared at the rooftop entrance. Vincent Fletcher’s expression turned ugly in an instant. "You called the police?" Vincent Fletcher turned and glared fiercely. Adrian was also taken aback. He was most worried about this scenario, and it happened... Follow current novels on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥 "Adrian Jennings, since you didn’t keep the agreement, I won’t be blamed." Vincent Fletcher closed the helicopter door. Everything happened so quickly, Adrian couldn’t stop Vincent before the door shut. The officers fired a few shots towards the helicopter, but the bullets from ordinary pistols were no threat to Vincent Fletcher’s specially armored helicopter. A few shots were fired, and the helicopter remained unscathed. The helicopter lifted off, the police kept firing at it repeatedly, yet it was all in vain. "No! We can’t let him leave, Jasmine is still with him!" Talia was frantic upon seeing Vincent not releasing Jasmine. Adrian hadn’t anticipated the police showing up either. How could this happen? Last night he specifically returned to The Jennings Family to avoid this, discussed strategies with the family and The Rhodes Family, and informed the police that Talia had been found. Before leaving, he repeatedly emphasized to the Jennings and Rhodes families that he was confident of rescuing Talia and urged them not to call the police and disrupt his plans. As the helicopter ascended, the snipers saw the little girl still in Vincent’s hands, and without Adrian’s command, they didn’t dare fire. Talia saw Vincent take Jasmine away and desperately broke free from Adrian’s embrace, chasing a few steps forward. Yet, it was all to no avail. "How could this happen? Why did he suddenly back out?" Talia couldn’t catch up to the helicopter, she could only watch helplessly as Vincent took Jasmine further and further away.