The Last Five Minutes

It was 2:55 AM! In the dead silent night, the darkness before dawn arrived.

There were less than five minutes until the deadline of the ransom.

The atmosphere in the Wen Family began to get tenser and Xiao Huang regretted his failure to give out the orders for them to answer the call immediately, 25 minutes ago. Although there were already some arrangements, there were no updates yet.

Old Mr. Wen and Old Mr. Mo sat on the couch. Within just a few hours, they had already become mentally and physically exhausted. It was as if all that was left of them was haggardness.

Wen Haowen was lying on the ground with a smirk on his lips. Wen Xinya definitely can't be saved. I've now become the only successor of the Wen Family and everything will belong to me.

Wen Haowen felt someone looking at him.

He cocked his head sideways to see that Mother Wang was staring at him.

Wen Haowen immediately glowered at Mother Wang.