CHAPTER 731 ELEVATOR HORROR (2)

Chapter 731 Elevator Horror (2)

Susan felt like her heart just skipped a beat. She clung to Manuel out of instinct with her head pressing

against his chest and fingernails burying into his skin, trembling fiercely.

The elevator stopped itself after a distance of plummet.

Manuel took a look at the buttons, trying to figure out which floor they were at. Perhaps they would hit

the bottom of the elevator and keep on falling, he reckoned.

If that were to happen… Property © .

Susan started sobbing in his arms. Seemingly hesitant, he looked down at this trembling girl who burst

into tears out of fear,

"Manuel, I don't wanna die."

"We will make it."

"I saw this kind of accident happening to the elevator on the news. Only few could survive." She

snivelled. Suddenly, Manuel put down his hands, which startled and even frightened her. She hurried to

cling back to him while asking in agitation, "Where are you going?"

"I gotta check the elevator."

"How?"

"Just see if the emergency line works." Answered Manuel.

"Okay."

"Let go of me." Manuel reminded.

Upon hearing that, she was rendered bashful. She somehow felt like clinging to him out of instinct as if

he were the only life-saving straw for her to clutch at. Then she let go of him.

Manuel walked over to the button panel. He pressed the button for the emergency line, but no one

answered. He took out his phone and noticed that there wasn't any signal. All signals had been

blocked. There was someone conspiring against him, he could tell. At the thought of that, he looked a

bit worried. And of course, he knew exactly who the culprit was. However, never did he expect Henry to

make such a dangerous move. He couldn't help wondering whom Henry was actually conspiring

against, him or Susan.

"Manuel, how is it going?" asked Susan nervously next to him.

But Manuel showed no response. He walked over to the door and thumped on it. The door suddenly

gave a tremor, the loud noise of which scared her again. Tears streamed down her face.

"Manuel, are we gonna die together?"

Manuel kept on thumping the door, trying to draw attention outside the elevator. However, it was late at

night. The office was empty. Even the security guards wouldn't be likely to reach here in their patrol.

"Manuel,"

She found the silence scarier to her than the current situation. Actually, Manuel was thinking about a

way out composedly. If it were a conspiracy by Henry as he expected, they would be doomed to die

today. Then, he tried to force apart the door with his hands. Though he had no idea about the exact

position, they could still manage to get out of the elevator happened to halt within a floor.

When Manuel was about to take further action, the elevator quaked once again. At the edge of a

breakdown, Susan hurried to clutch at him as soon as she felt the quake.

Manuel was actually standing with his back on her. So she was clutching at him on his back with both

arms wrapping his waist and her face pressing against his back. Manuel hadn't fully recovered yet.

Though he didn't feel any pain in daily life, it still ached whenever he got bumped.

Frowning, he managed to stay silent. While Susan was clinging to him, he could feel her trembling

body. Manuel reached out his hands to the door, trying to force it apart. He saw through a gap that the

elevator actually stopped between two floors, which made it difficult for them to get out themselves.

What was worse, the elevator might fall to the bottom if anything went wrong.

Judging from what he saw, he supposed the elevator stopped at a considerable height, which he

considered to be above the 10th floor. Undoubtedly, it would kill them both once it fell.

Susan could not help but tremble. She could feel nothing but his strong and reliable back. She couldn't

help wondering if she would lose him the next second, or if they were to die here right away.

"Manuel,"

"Yes?"

Manuel actually started sweating.

"Are you afraid of death?" asked Susan.

"Of course."

Fearing death had been the nature of all creatures, especially when they were about to die for no

reason.

"I am scared of death!" while speaking, she buried her face deeper onto his back. She felt like there

was nothing to rely on but his back only. She wanted to hide inside his back.

Manuel felt like there was a lump in his throat. He failed to solace her by saying that they could

definitely survive. Commonly speaking, the elevator could stop itself thanks to the pre-set safety

mechanism even if there was an accident happening. Thus, it wouldn't be likely to hit the bottom and

killed all those inside the elevator as what had been shown in the movies. What was more, the

elevators of Phillips Banks were produced by a top brand. So it was unlikely to lose control. However,

what happened at this moment was artificially set. So the worst situation could possibly happen.

"What if we are gonna die…" Susan could not stop sobbing. All her memory started to pop into her

mind. She even started wondering how sad Edward would be after her death, who used to be hated by

her used to hate since childhood. Then there came the image of Hannah. She wondered what if

Hannah saw her cold dead body. She even felt like she had been through the same thing as this

before.

The more she thought about it, the more fear started overwhelming her. She clutched hard at him,

asking, "What's your last wish?"

Manuel felt like being frozen. Even now, he was contemplating how to survive. When facing this

question, he felt like he had no last wish but a sense of guilt for his mother.

Manuel remained silent. He never showed panic or cowardice whenever facing danger. All he had was

a strong mind to tackle all kinds of challenges.

"You don't have any last wish?" asked Susan weakly. She somehow felt like he was free from the fear

of death. He always managed to muster up the greatest composure whatever the danger might be,

while she was the opposite type who always got overwhelmed with fear.

"No." Manuel coldly answered.

Though she had expected such an answer from him, tears still welled up in her eyes. Great frustration

and horror-struck her hard. Leaning against his back, she murmured so weakly that no one could hear

it but herself, "I love you."

At the very last moment in her life, she wanted to tell him that she loved him. However, she found it so

heartbreaking that he didn't seem to care.