CHAPTER 178: CHAPTER 178: IN THE LAST SECOND OF LIFE, HE HELD HER TIGHT

Damien Lancaster clenched his fist tightly.

Ivy Summers was entrusting him with the children!

But she didn’t know that without her, the three kids would never forgive him, and he would never forgive himself.

Without her, the four of them probably couldn’t survive either.

Damien Lancaster resolutely walked inside.

"Sir, don’t go in, it’s too dangerous!"

If that really was a bomb, entering meant certain death for Damien Lancaster!

"Move aside."

"Sir!"

"Take everyone back. If I don’t return, tell Zachary Lancaster to manage the company well and take care of Nathan, Leo, and Sophie. Otherwise, even if I become a ghost, I’ll come back to haunt him." Damien Lancaster pushed Julian Jacobs aside and quickly walked in.

"Sir!" Julian Jacobs couldn’t stop the determined Damien Lancaster.

In the end, he could only follow his orders and retreat with everyone.

"Don’t come in! Damien Lancaster!"

Ivy Summers shouted hoarsely, but still couldn’t stop Damien Lancaster.

Ivy Summers looked pale and very desperate.

"We’re going to die, we’re all going to die..." Rachel Shaw felt weak all over, with the sound of the bomb’s countdown ringing in her ears.

"Ivy Summers, we’ve fought for so long, I never thought we’d have to die together... I’m still so young, and I’m about to die..."

As Rachel Shaw cried, Damien Lancaster’s figure appeared in the corridor.

Rachel Shaw, "Damien! Damien! Can you save me, I don’t want to die!"

Ivy Summers looked at the tall figure approaching step by step, a dull ache in her chest, "Damien Lancaster, are you stupid? Why come to die when you know it’s a dead end?"

Damien Lancaster gave a helpless little laugh.

Why come to die when you know it’s a dead end?

I don’t know, maybe I really am a fool.

"Are you worried about me now?"

Ivy Summers gave a bitter smile, tears fell, "I’m worried about my kids, losing both parents at once, how much it would hurt them, what will they do."

Damien Lancaster, "I’ll just think you’re worried about me."

"With death imminent, you two still have the mind to chat here?" Grimblade sneered, holding the bomb’s switch tightly in his hand, "With just a press, you and everyone else here will be buried with me."

Ivy Summers’ eyes turned sharp, staring at his hand.

If it’s death no matter what happens.

A desperate fight might still offer a glimmer of hope.

Ivy Summers gave Damien Lancaster a look.

Damien Lancaster hesitated for a second, understanding, then nodded and spoke, "Aren’t we supposed to die? So what are you waiting for? I’m already here, all the people you want to kill are here, press it, let’s all die together!"

Grimblade’s face twisted in a snarl, "Aren’t you afraid?"

"Does fear help?"

"I didn’t expect President Lancaster to be such a romantic fool, willing to die for a woman... ah!"

Grimblade hadn’t finished speaking when Ivy Summers, clutching a small knife she had managed to hide in the room, used all her strength to stab deeply into the man’s arm.

The man screamed in pain, reflexively loosened his grip, and the switch in his hand started to fall. Damien Lancaster, quick to react, leapt forward and caught it swiftly.

The man realized what happened, and in a rage, grabbed Ivy Summers’ shoulder, forcefully throwing her out the window.

Ivy Summers felt her whole body suddenly lift, as her back shattered the glass. Her ears were filled with the sound of glass breaking, and her face paled.

In the last second, she looked at Damien Lancaster, eyes glistening with tears, as if saying:

Take care of the children!

As her body began to fall, Ivy Summers closed her eyes.

This was the third floor, not too high, but whether she’d survive depended on the falling posture and luck.

Ivy Summers was someone who would plan for the worst.

She had already prepared for not seeing another day.

Just then, in the next second, her hand was grabbed tightly by a strong arm.

Ivy Summers looked up, and a drop of hot blood fell on her forehead.

It was Damien Lancaster who caught her, and his arm had a deep cut from the glass, blood flowing continuously.

Ivy Summers had no time to catch her breath, her pupils contracted, "Watch out."

Behind Damien Lancaster, Grimblade was advancing with a knife.

At that moment, people that Damien Lancaster had arranged in hiding emerged quickly to stop Grimblade.

Seeing himself completely on the losing side, Grimblade screamed furiously, "Everyone die!"

With those words, Grimblade pulled out a lighter and threw it into the room in front of him.

With gasoline doused everywhere, a fire ignited instantly, a wave of heat surged out with a "boom".

Two bodyguards retreated several steps, the surge of flames instantly engulfing Grimblade, as he opened his arms and released a bizarre laugh from his throat.

"Help me, help me, save me!" Fire following the trail of gasoline spread, and Rachel Shaw rolled and crawled on the ground, struggling to get up, only to fall back because of weak legs.

Two bodyguards rushed over, pulling her up.

Noticing the bomb strapped to her body, the bodyguards immediately backed away in terror, as the timer reached the last thirty seconds.

"Help me, save me, you two save me, please!" Rachel Shaw kept screaming, constantly inching closer to the two bodyguards.

But the two bodyguards weren’t bomb disposal experts, how could they defuse a bomb, especially with only thirty seconds left, even a professional might not manage it.

Not wanting to die, seeing this, the bodyguards exchanged a glance, and before the flames spread, they ran.

"Don’t run! Come back! Save me! Save me, what do I do? What do I do? Who will save me, who will save me!"

Rachel Shaw trembled all over, a warm stream ran down beneath her.

She was so scared she wet herself.

At this time, Damien Lancaster bit down hard, putting all his strength into pulling Ivy Summers back inside.

Ivy Summers fell into Damien Lancaster’s arms, looked up, and saw Rachel Shaw coming toward them.

The bomb on her body had started its final ten-second countdown.

Ivy Summers’ pupils constricted, pulling Damien Lancaster to run out.

Rachel Shaw chased after them, "Don’t run! Don’t leave! Save me! Save me! I beg you, I don’t want to die, I can’t die, save me, please save me! I’m begging you!"

When facing life and death, people can only care for themselves.

Moreover, Rachel Shaw brought it upon herself.

Damien Lancaster could only pull Ivy Summers away quickly.

The last five-second countdown began.

Five!

Four!

Three!

Two!

One!

The light on the bomb flashed continuously, emitting rapid "beep beep beep beep" sounds.

"Ah!"

Too close, too little time, Damien Lancaster and Ivy Summers couldn’t make it out, Damien Lancaster grabbed Ivy Summers’ wrist and pulled her in front of him.

Ivy Summers’ eyes tightened, and in the last second, Damien Lancaster threw her to the ground.

Damien Lancaster shielded her with his body.

Ivy Summers shuddered in fear, closing her eyes tightly in Damien Lancaster’s embrace.

Damien Lancaster held Ivy Summers tightly, not instinctively closing his eyes in fear, but looking at her.

As if wanting to remember her face.

In the last second of life, being able to hold her, he was satisfied...