Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 296

When Cullen knew Arya's identity, Arya would have everything. What about Harriet? There would be

nothing left and Harriet would be despised by everyone who would say that she pretended to be

someone else for the sake of wealth.

So she was unwilling to see Arya had everything.

Even if she was dead, she would kill Arya first. If she didn't get what she wanted, none of them would

want it.

Suddenly, Harriet shook in front of Arya's eyes and smiled grimly, "Do you know where I got the gun?"

Arya resisted the tension and fear in her heart, but she was still scared. At this moment, Harriet had

lost her mind and could do something crazy at any time.

"Where?" Arya tried to calm herself down.

"Stolen from my grandfather... No, it should be from your grandfather. It is said that this gun is your

father's relic. If I used it..."

Harriet pointed the muzzle of the gun at Arya's forehead and slowly moved down, pressing it against

her abdomen, "Isn't it particularly interesting that I use it to end your life?"

Arya's back was covered in a cold sweat and her clothes were wet. Her feet were slightly bent and she

did not dare to straighten. If she straightened her legs, she would tremble. Because when Harriet

pressed against her abdomen, the baby in her stomach moved. Many people would have fetal

movement in four or five months. She had been pregnant for six months. This was the first time she felt

fetal movement.

So she was scared.

"Harriet, don't be impulsive. I'll give you whatever you want." At this moment, she wanted nothing but to

protect the unborn child.

Harriet's index finger slid back and forth at the trigger. 'Does she really think I'm stupid?'

'Give me everything?'

Suddenly, Harriet approached Arya, watching her very close, "I want Xavier's love. Can you give it to

me?"

Harriet understood too well that Xavier didn't love her, so Arya said she would give Harriet everything,

but what could she give Harriet?

Money?

Did Harriet need money now?

What she wanted the most was Xavier.

In the past, Harriet also felt that she was with Xavier because of his power which brought what she had

never experienced before, and where she went, there were people who were respectful and flattering,

and many people wanted to curry favor with her.

She was like a real Cinderella becoming a princess.

But when she left Xavier, she realized that she loved him instead.

He was ruthless but soulful. When he was good to her, he was never stingy with money and love.

She didn't even know that she liked him so much.

Therefore, after entering the Porter Family and pretending to be Arya, she did not stay in the Porter

Family but followed Henry back to W City. She did everything she could to drive Arya out of the Jones

Family, just to get Xavier back.

She hated, why didn't Arya die inside, why did Arya come to take what she owned away?

"Haha, you can't." Harriet turned cold. "Today I will avenge my mother, Marshal..."

"Harriet, calm down." Arya tried to comfort her, "You're breaking the law. You're still young..."

"Arya!" Suddenly Harriet pinched her chin. "You're the last person to say these words. It's you who

caused me like this. You need to pay the price..."

At this time, Jasper found the boat, but as soon as he got on the boat, he was found.

A few men in the cabin surrounded him with sticks and knives.

"Isn't this deputy director Jasper?" Harriet was surprised and looked him up and down. "What brought

you here?"

Jasper ignored Harriet and looked at Arya, who was tied to the iron pillar, "Are you okay?"

Arya shook her head, being also surprised that he would show up. Shouldn't he be at the wedding

now? How would the wedding go without him?

"Let her go. I'll be your hostage." Jasper spoke to Harriet, but his eyes did not move away from Arya.

"Hostage?" Harriet toyed with the gun in her hand, "I don't want money, I don't want people, I want

someone's life!"

Suddenly, she pointed the gun at Arya, "Even if you die now, you should be satisfied. There are so

many people who love you and care about you. Do you know why I hate you so much? You just have

too much. I'm jealous..."

Slowly, her eyes moved to Arya's abdomen, and her eyes were as grim as a demon crawling out of

hell, "Especially your stomach. It's especially annoying."

Arya wanted to say something, but she could hardly make a sound. Harriet looked too scary.

"You have to thank me for bringing your family together in hell..."

Harriet was about to pull the trigger when Jasper knocked down the man closest to him and kicked

Harriet away. With a bang, the bullet went out and shot at the iron plate behind Arya. Harriet fell to the

ground and threw the gun out of her hand. Jasper took the opportunity to pick it up, but the man behind

him attacked his back with a steel pipe. Jasper managed to dodge but failed to pick up the gun.

As soon as he turned around, a fist came at him. He turned his head at the fastest speed and the man

failed to hit him.

Before Jasper could fight back, another man strode over with a long knife in hand and slashed at his Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

chest. Jasper bent down quickly to grab the man's wrist from below and slashed in the opposite

direction. The man was in pain and the long knife slipped out of his hand.

Harriet stood up, picked up the gun, and fired at Jasper.

Arya widened her eyes and shouted at Jasper, "Jasper..."

Bang!

It was too late.

The moment Jasper turned around, Harriet had already pulled the trigger.

Jasper was shot in the shoulder and blood flowed in an instant.

But he didn't fall down, and his eyes were bloodshot. The first time Harriet fired, she felt nervous and

couldn't help but take a step back.

The man who was kicked by Jasper tried to sneak in. The man took a dagger to approach Jasper

quietly, thinking no one knew, but when the dagger flashed a sharp light, Jasper knew that there was

someone beside him, just as the man was waiting for the opportunity to move, Jasper picked up the

long knife that had just fallen to the ground. The sharp blade shone with a cold light, and Jasper cut at

the man's hand.

The man dodged quickly and the dagger in his hand was cut off. Before the man could retreat, the knife

in Jasper's hand drove straight into the man's thigh and stabbed him fiercely. Jasper did not pull it out

but slid down. The sound of cutting skin made a creaking sound, and blood spurted out of the man's

leg in an instant. The flesh of the man's thigh turned outwards and was extremely terrifying.

The man screamed and rolled on the ground in pain.

The others were scared and ran away.

Harriet pointed the gun at Jasper, "Don't come over."