Chapter 493
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However, Xia Xinghe's expression was calm, and there was no emotion in his eyes.
She was the one who shouldn't be calm, but she was the calmest one among them.
Finally, after some time, Baccarat fainted from the pain.
Those people stopped filming and left.
"Let's do it now!" Xia Xinghe immediately ordered. Xi Mubai and the rest quickly sneaked into the room where Baccarat was locked up and began the rescue operation that everyone was looking forward to!
Outside, the sky was already bright.
The atmosphere outside the National Academy was boiling again.
Today was the last day of the election, and only Philip and Aliya were left in the final round.
As long as the voting ended today, the presidential candidate would be confirmed.
However, before that, they still had to give a speech to canvass for votes.
Philip was dressed in a neat and dignified military uniform. He stood by the window of the lounge with a cold expression, quietly watching everything outside.
The door was suddenly pushed open.
Aliya walked in.
Hearing the sound of high heels hitting the ground, Philip knew who it was without turning around.
"Philip, how about you go on stage and give a speech first?" Aliya asked him calmly, but her tone didn't sound like she was asking. Instead, it sounded domineering.
It seemed like he had to agree to her suggestion.
Philip turned around slowly and stared at her coldly. He didn't say a word.
However, his gaze seemed to be asking, "What are you trying to do now?"
Aliya curled her bright red lips into a faint smile. "However, you have to change your speech. We've already written it for you. It's in this video. Take a look."
With that, she handed him a phone. Philip didn't reach out to take it.
"What is this?"
"You'll know when you see it. Don't regret it if you don't." Aliya smiled proudly.
Philip felt uneasy, but he didn't show it in his eyes.
He took the phone and clicked on it, only to see an infuriating and heart-wrenching scene.
"Ah, ah —" In the video, Baccarat was rolling on the ground in pain. Every time she screamed, it was painful.
Philip raised his head and glared at Aliya. "What did you do to her?!"
Aliya didn't show any fear. Instead, she laughed impudently. "Take your time. You'll know soon enough."
"Philip …"
Suddenly, a man in a white coat in the video started talking to him.
He stared at the camera and said coldly, "We injected your wife with a very corrosive poison. If the antidote is not injected within two days, her internal organs will be corroded, and even God will not be able to save her. And before she dies, she will experience despair and pain, just like now … So do you want to save her? You don't want her to die in pain, right? If you don't want to, give up your candidacy. Remember, she can only live if you give up. "
After the man in the white coat finished speaking, Cold Blood smiled proudly and left the camera.
Then, all that was left in the shot was Baccarat in pain.
As if to deliberately provoke him, they kept taking pictures of her in pain …
They filmed for as long as Bai Jiali was in pain.
For a long time he was forced to watch her suffer, and he could do nothing.
"Kacha —" Finally, Phillip couldn't control himself anymore and crushed the phone screen!
He suddenly grabbed Aliya's neck and stared at her with bloodthirsty eyes.
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