Todos los capítulos de Marrying My Ex-Fiancé's Cousin: Capítulo 441 - Capítulo 450

In the end, Claudia still untied the rope.Freed, Isolde rose at once. She did not spare a glance for the rope burns on her body. Instead, she walked to a spot near the sulfuric acid pool and used her foot to sift through a pile of junk, kicking out a bottle that was still relatively intact."Your Highness, please use this bottle to collect some sulfuric acid."Claudia's gaze dropped to the filthy bottle, then lifted to Isolde's face. Her brows knit immediately. "What's wrong with you?"Disgust filled her expression, as if she were looking at a lunatic. "Collect sulfuric acid? What are you planning to do? Disfigure the attackers, or take it with you to hell as drinking water? I don't have time to argue with you."With that, Claudia turned and strode toward the factory's main entrance.Isolde watched her go. She did not call out or follow. She simply remained where she stood.A few minutes later, Claudia returned, her expression dark.Guards stood outside every door. Men were po

Isolde lifted her chin and gestured toward the door. "You don't have to go up if you don't want to. Then stay here and wait for them to come in. Fight to the death or kill yourself to preserve your dignity. It's up to you. Either way, once I leave, there won't be a second option. Bruce won't need to come either."After that, she did not look at Claudia's pale, furious face again. She walked straight to the wooden crate.She could not grip anything with her hands, so she relied on her wrists for support. The movements were clumsy and difficult, but unwavering.Ten seconds later, Isolde had forced her entire body into the filthy, narrow entrance of the duct. Black grime and spider webs coated her instantly, even across her head and face.She did not hesitate. Using her bandaged hands, she cleared a path, sweeping aside layers of webbing and dust as she lowered her head and crawled deeper into the duct.Her back remained rigid. She did not look back.Claudia stood where she was, sta

"Which is more important, how you choose… I hope you think carefully!"…The reality show production base had already descended into chaos.After a serious terrorist kidnapping, the program was halted at once. All guests and staff received emergency orders to evacuate immediately.No one wanted to remain in such a dangerous place for even a second longer, except Lorena.Inside a luxury business van, Eason's face was tight with tension as he urged the driver, "Drive faster."The farther away they got, the better.Beside him, Lorena stared at her phone. Bruce's livestream filled the screen, with a smaller window showing Isolde and Claudia bound together.Her eyes reddened as she looked at Claudia. Her fingers trembled uncontrollably. That was her noble princess.She suddenly looked up and shouted at the driver, "Stop the car!"Startled, the driver hit the brakes.Eason frowned and asked uneasily, "Lorena, what are you doing?""Turn around!" Lorena did not look at him. Her eye

At that moment, Bruce frowned but endured it.He allowed the two men to pat him down and search him. His phone, keys, wallet from his jacket, and the dagger he carried were removed one by one."Done?" Bruce's tone was cold.Victor toyed with the items in his hand, a teasing curl on his lips. "Prince, you really know how to bend and stretch. I admire that. I just wonder, who are you doing this for?""Go inside, and you'll know." Bruce glanced at the camera, his tone edged with sarcasm. "The audience doesn't have much patience."It was clearly an excuse to get inside as soon as possible.Still, judging by the viewer count, it had already far exceeded expectations. The effect was enough.Victor extended his hand in a gentlemanly gesture. "Prince, please."The factory gates opened.Bruce strode forward without hesitation and walked inside.Eight high-definition cameras followed in perfect sync.They passed through the abandoned, cluttered workshop and quickly reached the sulfuri

Erza waited for Bruce to rescue Isolde, then make his move. No one expected flames to shoot into the sky or the entire factory to explode.Ezra's face turned ghostly pale in the firelight."Prince!" Eyes bloodshot, he shouted in a frenzy and charged toward the factory like a madman.Victor's men tried to stop him, but he punched one aside. "Everyone, follow me inside. Save them!"…Inside the lavish palace, Alan's cup shattered on the floor with a sharp clink. Scalding coffee spilled over him, but he barely noticed.He stared at the blacked-out TV, his body trembling uncontrollably, fear surging in his eyes."Isolde…" His voice shook. This was not the outcome he wanted. "How could Isolde… How could she die…"Beside him, Jemima rose abruptly, her face pale, lips trembling."No… No… It's impossible…" she muttered, tears streaming down her face. "The Prince is so strong. He can do anything. He won't die… It's impossible…"Her words denied it, but the towering flames consumed her