"I’ve heard you treasure this son of yours. Eleanor Hollis and him, who would you choose?" Alice Warren tilted her head back and laughed. She was already crazed, her money drained in an instant after getting addicted to drugs. She hated these two people while plotting revenge. Until Anna Hollis told her that Hugo Quinn’s child was attending school. She decided on the spur of the moment to take that child away, and then came to Grandeur, a place she loathed. Eleanor Hollis had already tied a rope around her own waist, slowly approaching the edge of the building. She did not have a fear of heights, but upon discovering the abyss beneath her feet, she couldn’t help but shudder. "Eleanor Hollis? Are you scared? The more frightened you are, the more thrilled I become!" At this moment, Alice Warren had lost all semblance of reason. She slowly walked to the side and tied the rope to a protruding object. She slowly approached Marcus and gave him a vicious push outward, and Marcus instantly dropped down. Eleanor Hollis stood at the edge, witnessing what she had done, and shouted tremulously. Alice Warren started to laugh, turning her head to glare at her viciously. "Don’t rush; it’s your turn soon. Eleanor Hollis, do you really care about this child? Or is it because he’s the president’s child, and you’re only putting on a show to win favor from the president? You’re disgusting!" After speaking, she walked up to Eleanor Hollis, slowly extending her hands. Hugo Quinn had just taken a step forward when he saw Alice Warren take a knife out. "President Quinn, if you don’t stay put, I’ll cut the rope around her waist and let this hag fall to her death right now!" Hugo Quinn’s steps halted instantly, his whole body stiffened. When Marcus was pushed out just now, the blood in his entire body reversed its flow. Fortunately, Marcus had a rope tied around his waist; he wouldn’t fall straight down. He already guessed what Alice Warren planned to do next. Once both Marcus and Eleanor Hollis were pushed off, she would cut both ropes simultaneously and see whom he would save. No matter how quick his reflexes were, he wouldn’t have time to save both. This time, Alice Warren was indeed clever. No matter whom he saves in a panic, he would spend the rest of his life in remorse; this was Alice Warren’s revenge. She was avenging the incident that originally led her to leave Grandeur. At the moment of being pushed, Eleanor couldn’t help but scream. The rope at her waist became her lifeline, but this rope could be cut at any time. Hearing her scream, Alice Warren found it delightful. Hugo Quinn stood still, his feet unmoving. "Alice Warren, if you dare harm either of them, I swear that the rest of your life will be a fate worse than death! If you release them now, not only will I not pursue it, but I’ll also give you a large sum of money to let you leave safely." Hugo Quinn’s voice was calm, allowing the frantic Alice Warren to gradually regain her composure. But in a flash, she grew agitated again. This man was Hugo Quinn, a businessman skilled in deception; she would absolutely not fall for his tricks! Hugo Quinn’s expression was casual, seemingly unconcerned about the two people tied at the edge. When he came up, he had already quietly notified Lan Yancy to hurry and rescue them. The top floor of Grandeur and the rooftop office were approximately five meters apart; as long as they found a way from the rooftop office, they could definitely catch the two. So what he had to do was delay for time. "President, what you say is tempting. What I’ve always wanted is simple: I want the position of Grandeur’s president’s wife." She coldly stared at Hugo Quinn, wanting to see how this man would respond. If she was dissatisfied, she could send the two to their deaths right now! Being able to kill Eleanor Hollis, that deceitful wench, would be worth dying for! "Be Grandeur’s president’s wife? Alice Warren, you were previously at Grandeur, yet you’re that simple-minded. Even if you become president’s wife, torturing you would be easy; a president’s wife without real power, what could it bring you?" Hugo Quinn, worthy of being a businessman, changed Alice Warren’s expression with just a few words. At this point, Alice Warren was completely calm. Bringing Marcus here today was a spur-of-the-moment decision without considering the consequences. Now fully calm, she began to regret it; but once the bow string is drawn, there’s no turning back, even if she regrets it, she must continue! But as Hugo Quinn said, if she could trade this incident for enormous benefit, then went abroad never to return, who could deal with her? "I want fifty million and a helicopter." She rejoiced at knowing how to fly a helicopter, and the top of Grandeur was wide enough for takeoff. Once she had the money, she would leave by helicopter, and Hugo Quinn would struggle to chase her. "In ten minutes, I’ll have the finance department transfer the money into your account, but the helicopter will need to wait; it’s in the suburbs, and even if they fly it over now, it’ll take half an hour." Hugo Quinn tried to delay everything as much as possible, hoping Lan Yancy could quickly rescue the two from below. Upon hearing this, Alice Warren scoffed and took out her phone to stare at her screen. In about ten minutes, a huge sum indeed was transferred to her account. She counted the string of zeros behind it, nearly fainting. It was truly fifty million! With this money, she could live well anywhere; why get herself killed here! "President Quinn is still credited for being trustworthy." Alice Warren smiled, pocketing her phone. Hugo Quinn remained silent, slightly lowering his eyes. At Grandeur’s rooftop office, aside from the people Lan Yancy brought, all others were temporarily cleared. The professionals donned specific climbing gear, tying thick ropes at their waists. The pair approached Eleanor Hollis and Marcus respectively. The height beneath was dizzying; although they were engaged in this kind of work continuously, standing outside of Grandeur’s tall building for the first time was unsettling. Eleanor Hollis had seen someone approaching her but dared not speak, cold sweat constantly dripping from her forehead. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽 It wasn’t until they attached a rope to her waist that she breathed a sigh of relief. Even if Alice Warren cut the other rope, she wouldn’t fall. A rope was also tied to Marcus’s waist, who was still unconscious. "Miss Hollis, I’m going to cut the other rope around your waist now. You’ll drop a short distance; you better cover your mouth and not scream." The man spoke in front of her, taking out a pair of scissors. Eleanor Hollis’s face turned white immediately. Although knowing she wouldn’t fall since the office rope would save her life, dropping from such a height was far more exhilarating than bungee jumping; her legs really would go weak.