Jack knew about crazy people like Ethan. If he showed too much concern about Olivia, he would only be putting her in danger.

Soon, the door to the room opened. Jack watched as Ethan dragged Olivia out with him. Olivia looked so fragile, but Ethan didn't seem to pity her one bit.

Jack subconsciously tried to move forward. Brent reminded him in a cold voice, "Don't move."

Jack looked at Olivia in worry. He opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

A gun had appeared in Ethan's hand. He looked high and mighty as if he were some god that controlled others' lives at will.

"Watch closely, Liv. He died because of you."

Olivia was terrified. She didn't know what she could do now to stop Ethan's frenzy.

The more she begged, the more it would stoke Ethan's murderous intent. But even if she didn't beg him, he would still do it.

"What should I do? What on earth can I do?" she thought.

At that moment, a clear voice rang out. "Go to hell, you criminal!"

It was Tom's voice. He had been hidi