In My Desperate Time

Chapter 586: Either-Or

What does he mean?

I stare blankly at Mike, not knowing what to do.

It is heroin, if I'm right.

Frances’ gaze darkens as he scowls at the bag and swallows hard.

He is obviously nervous.

Who else cannot be nervous when facing this?

"Mike, I don't think it's a good idea. They never took that before."

Hilda shakes her head, smiling to decline. Worry overflows from her eyes.

Generally, drug dealers don't take drugs. Knowing how terrifying it can be, how will they immerse themselves in it?

I can't even imagine how horrible I will get if I become a drug addict.

My body trembles despite myself and I cringe in Linda's direction.

Linda's brow is knitted and she forces out a smile. "There are so many ways to show good faith. And money is the straightest way of all. Why must we employ such a way that pleases no one?" She says to Mike.

"No. It pleases me. And whatever pleases me is the best way." Mike gently shakes the wine glass and says indifferently.

He doesn't care at all about who will take the drug.

"My man can't take that. I heard drug would affect men's sexual performance. Hilda will be happy to do it."

She points at Hilda and pretends she feels sorry for losing this opportunity.

Hilda is shocked. She probably doesn't expect Linda will give up so easily.

But only I know that she never strives for it.

Hilda looks at Frances and then at the bag on the table. She must be struggling.

Or she is weighing whether Frances or the money matters more.

In the end, her gaze is fixed on the bag of white powder.

I know she has made her decision.

She loves Frances, but her love is nothing, compared with money.

That is her love.

However, how can Frances take such things?

I can't imagine what he will become if he gets addicted.

And what should I do then?

Did Frances call the FBI? When will they come?

It is so unnerving.

Right on cue, Mike sneers and pulls out a gun from his pocket, pointing it at me.

What is he doing?

I've never seen that in my life. I can feel cold sweat trickling down my back.

I come here to catch Hilda and see Frances is safe, not to end up my life.

He moves the gun across me, and then stops at Frances.

My nerves are stretched to the breaking point.

An image flashes before my mind. It is Frances being shot last time.

I don't want to experience that again!

I have a sudden impulse to stand in his crosshairs.

Frances won't be in danger then.

But as I'm just about to move, Linda stops me.

She makes me a sign to wait.

I can only resist the impulse and sit down.

Mike says coldly. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

"You have to play by my rules. Either of you must take it. Otherwise, I will kill both of you."