Chapter 595 Tried My Best

• Arnaud took the gun handed to him by his subordinate and slowly loaded the magazine with bullets. “Jefferson, I'll give you twenty seconds to walk out of the manor. If you don't manage to walk out...”
• He pointed the gun at Jefferson, who was lying on the snow. Arnaud muttered gracefully, “One, two, three...”
• Jefferson coughed while he struggled in the snow. He finally stood up after trying several times and mustered all his strength to drag his broken leg out of the manor.