The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 668 Escape
Janet desperately pounded at the door. “Charis! Open up!” She tried the doorknob, but it wouldn’t even turn. She was well and truly trapped.
Through the small glasswindow at the door, she could see Charis grinning viciously from the other side. “You deserve this.”
Behind Charis was a sea of fire. Even the ceiling was burning, and it looked like it would collapse at any moment.
But the woman seemed oblivious to all of this as she continued to cackle with glee, her eyes flashing with utter loathing.
Janet had never seen such a terrifying sight.
“You’re the one behind this fire, aren’t you?” Janet demanded. “Do you realize that you’ve committed a crime?”
“So what? What’s there to worry about when no one else is going to find out?” Charis taunted. She was beside herself with joy. The thought that Janet would be burned to ash in this place was enough to make her want to throw a grand banquet.
Janet kept pounding at the door. She opened her mouth to say something, only to cough violently. She had inhaled too much smoke.
Charis stopped laughing long enough to spectate her rival’s suffering. “I will finally be rid of you this time.”
Since it had come to this, Janet knew that Charis would never let her go. After all, it was her chance to K*ll Janet once and for all.
Janet clutched her throat. It felt rough and dry, but she couldn’t stop coughing. “Charis,” she rasped. “Once I get out of here, I’ll definitely make you pay!”
Charis swayed from side to side, eagerly waiting for Janet to d*ie. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been in such high spirits.
“Oh, I’m afraid that day will never come.”
It was getting hotter and hotter around them. Charis didn’t want to waste any more time with Janet. It was getting dangerous, and she still had yet to find Brandon. She took one last look at Janet and said, “Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to take good care of Brandon.”
She turned on her heel and was about to leave when she heard a loud crash from the room Janet was in.
Charis’ heart missed a bit. She hurried back to the door and peeked to see what was happening. The rails on the window were being yanked off from the outside. She could see the rope tied around the bars, and it was attached to a helicopter hovering above them.
Janet was about to get rescued!
Charis couldn’t believe her eyes. It was her turn to pound at the door. “Who is it?! Who came for you?”
She didn’t care about her own safety anymore at this point. Her stomach was filled with dread as she helplessly watched Janet escape.
It hadn’t even been that long since the fire started. How could the woman have arranged for a helicopter so soon? At last, the rails were completely removed, and a beam of light streamed into the tiny room. Shortly after, a first responder in full uniform was let down from the helicopter. He perched on the window sill and helped Janet crawl out of the small space.
Just before she left, Janet turned and addressed Charis calmly through the glasswindow. “You’ve tried to K*ll me so many times before. Did you really think I would just stand and wait for you to hurt me again?”