The sudden turn of events left Ivana Bennett taken aback.
Then, she sneered.
"Well, you might as well kill them all... and then... kill everyone on this ship. Maybe then, I'll consider the possibility of marrying you."
The man squinted his eyes, raised his hand to adjust the gun in his grip and pressed down the hammer of the pistol. The muzzle remained aimed at Dallas Bennett, his finger slowly tightening around the trigger.
Dallas Bennett furrowed his brows, growling displeasure, "If you didn't trust me, why did you bring me on this ship? If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have come to the A Country!"
"Shut up!" The man silenced him, his gaze fixed on Ivana Bennett, "Don't you really care?"
Ivana's gaze swept over the gun in the man's hand, she secretly sighed.
"If you can't bear to do it, I can help you!"
Staring into her eyes, the man pulled the trigger.
Dallas didn't flinch but simply stood still.
He was gambling!
