Between Bullets and Tears "Let her go, Elena," Jennifer hissed. Her voice was low, carrying a threat sharper than a blade. "Your quarrel is with me, not with a small child. If you want to kill someone, kill me—do not touch my daughter." Elena let out a shrill laugh, relishing the chance for vengeance. Her hair was dishevelled, and the wild look in her eyes betrayed the fact that she had lost all grip on sanity. "Our quarrel? Oh, Jennifer, our quarrel ended the moment you stole everything that should have been mine! Julian, the wealth, my self-respect, even my father. You destroyed everything!" Mr. Rose stood beside Elena, his face calm yet alert. He was aware that twenty-five of Julian’s men had surrounded every corner of the warehouse. Yet, he was a master manipulator. He knew his trump card lay in Elena’s hands. "Lower your weapon, Jennifer," Mr. Rose commanded in a cold tone. "One wrong move from your men, and your daughter’s brains will be scattered across this floor. Is that
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