Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 674

Zayn grabbed Ann by the collar and roughly lifted her from the ground. His face was extremely stormy. "What the hell are you trying to do?!"

Ann was laughing until she could not catch her breath. Her tears were streaming down. Hearing these words, her laughter faded and she looked at Zayn with resentment through her bleary eyes. She shouted, "Of course I want us all to die together!" After saying that, she laughed again.

Zayn’s cheeks twitched as a reflex. He looked like he would just smash Ann's head open on the wall until her blood splattered everywhere.

In the end, he held back. His lips opened and closed and his words sounded like they were squeezed out of his teeth. “I'm asking you again. Where are the keys?!”

However, the woman just laughed so much that she was snotty and teary. She never spoke again. Zayn fiercely threw Ann to the ground and raised his voice to gave a deadly command, "Break it down! Now!"

As soon as they smelled the gasoline, everyone present could already guess what Ann was trying to do.

Everyone worked together to knock down the door, but the door did not show any sign of budging even after being battered countless times. Their help seemed to be delayed and it would take a while for them to break open this door...

Soren found an ax out of nowhere and shouted to the inside, "Sieben, move away from the door!"

After waiting for Sieben’s response, Soren picked up the ax and smashed it down on the door. The sound of steel colliding echoed in their ears.

Only then did everyone present realize that the door, which was painted like wood, was actually a metal door.

Soren's face turned cold. Next to him, Zayn also found an ax. The two looked at each other and slammed their ax on the door lock together.

The door and the lock were probably custom-made so that the door could not be opened from the inside or outside after it was closed.

Zayn did not care about the wound on his palm and used all his might to break down the door. Blood flowed profusely from his palm and his face gradually turned pale, but his eyes were still fixed on the door lock.

His subordinates tried to take over their work, but they were dissuaded by the two men’s stern gaze.

A few minutes later, the door lock finally showed signs of loosening.

Zayn and Soren were already sweating profusely. They gave a few more hard blows before taking two steps back and signaling the rest of the men to knock down the door.

"Looks like it's almost open!" Ann stopped laughing and looked indifferently at the anxious crowd. She looked distressed and said, "What should I do...I don't want you guys to leave..."

No one paid any attention to her. Even if they knew the deeper meaning of her words, everyone only had one thought in their minds at this time, and that was to get Lindsey and Sieben out first.

However, in the next second, the raging fire broke everyone’s calmness.

A hunched-over figure suddenly appeared on the second floor of the empty mansion. No one knew how and when he got up there.

He held a candle in his hand and kept lighting the carpet, the pictures hanging on the wall, the wooden railing, and anything else that could be lit.

"Good! Hahahahahahahahaha! Good job, butler! Good job!" Allie looked at the flames that rose into the sky, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

Ann was sitting on the ground. If not for her bound hands and feet, she probably would have started dancing by now.

"Hahahahaha! Save her if you can! Let's see if you’re faster, or if this house burns down faster?!" She looked at Zayn with a crazy excitement in her eyes. The flames were fascinating to her, like the depths of hell that she was familiar with.

Soren touched Sieben's injured arm and the wound on her leg, so he picked her up and said, "Let's go out first!"

Their subordinates were still standing at the door and had not yet left, so Zayn gestured for them to retreat quickly.

The temperature in the mansion was already very high. The fire that crept down from the second floor to the first floor already engulfed half of the living room in a sea of fire.

It was frighteningly hot and everyone's foreheads were sweaty.

Zayn and Soren were holding Lindsey and Sieben respectively. Both of them furrowed their brows and their subordinates walked ahead of them towards the front door of the mansion.

"You wanna leave?" Ann, who was sitting on the ground, watched coldly as they rescued Lindsey and suddenly yelled bitterly.

Immediately after, Zayn and Soren saw the front door, which was wide open just a moment ago, slam shut right in front of them.

The person at the front immediately stepped forward and tried to open the door from the inside, but after trying repeatedly, it would not budge. Zayn suddenly turned to look at Allie, who was standing in the fire.

Yes, she was standing.

The rope that restrained her was tossed messily at her feet. Zayn saw that the ends of the rope were on fire. It was burned off.

Ann's outstretched hands looked like a bloody mess at the wrists. She actually went out of her way to burn her hands to this state!

This was something that seemed downright disturbing to others, but to Allie, it was nothing.