Contract Marriage With Mysterious President

Chapter 327 Sudden Change in the Wedding

When Philip tried to pull Amy back, she dodged skilfully. A slight disappointment slid through Philip's

face, but he managed to hide it well.

Lucy brought Amy all the way in front of Philip. The two stood against each other just like that, and the

greedy look from Philip gave Amy loads of creeps. But for the sake of everybody there, she kept her

mouth shut.

The priest in robe said a bunch of things, but Amy couldn't hear anything clearly.

She had been keeping her eyes low, since she hated to see Philip and listen to the priest. All she did Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

was trying to shut herself in a closed space.

"I do." The old and powerful voice of Philip dragged Amy back to reality.

He grabbed Amy's tender hands with his aged ones. The sudden move startled Amy quite a bit, who

then instinctively tried to shake away his hands.

But she stood no chance against Philip's strength -- he was holding her hands firmly.

"Sweetheart, we're a couple now. Stop being afraid. Everything of you will belong to me." Philip stared

at Amy with his green eyes like a starving wolf.

The priest turned to Amy and asked if she'd like to be the wife of the man before her. Amy remained

silent.

"Honey, the priest is asking you. Answer him!" Philip urged Amy.

Amy looked down at her hands and Philip's. She was in the States now, and there's nothing else she

could do about it. The documents she needed, Philip would only hand over to her after they got

married.

"Sweetheart, just answer him." Philip squeezed her hands even harder.

Everyone there fell into dead silence, waiting for this sacred moment to happen.

Amy raised her head and casted eyes on Philip, then on all the people that filled the chapel.

Lucy was standing right behind her. At this moment, she had no other choice but to say those two

words.

Suddenly, the chapel gate was pushed open, and a tall figure showed up at the entrance followed by

Dalton Newell and a bunch of cops.

"She doesn't!" Richard's deep and firm voice pierced through the corridor. Philip pulled Amy behind him

immediately.

"Oh!" The fast movement of the police into the chapel brought in quite the tension for the guests while a

number of women began to scream. The police blocked the chapel in a jiffy.

"What are you doing here?" Philip started to panic. He had no idea why Richard and Dalton would bring

all these police.

"We're not going to do anything. But Mr. Philip Roth, you're suspected to be engaged in an international

fraud. We reported this to the police already, so if you have any question, you'll get an answer from the

police station." Richard walked towards Philip, but all of a sudden, Philip pushed Amy in front of him

with a knife in his hand pointing at Amy's neck.

Seeing Richard and her own father in the chapel, Amy was completely in shock. She wouldn't expect

the ones she had been long to see all this time to show up in this place.

What she didn't expect either was being used by Philip now. She could feel the tip of the cold dagger

poking right at her neck, and would pierce her skin any moment.

"Amy, don't be scared. I'm gonna get you out of here." Richard was heart-broken to see Amy being

held hostage. Rage had filled up his eyes.

"Hahaha! You guys are too naive! But not bad, not bad! Finding evidence against me in such a short

time, huh! But you know what? It doesn't matter to me, because my company is going bankrupt soon,

so there's nothing for me to lose. Now you're all going to hell with me!" Philip took a few steps back

dragging Amy to look for a safe spot.

"Richard, what are you doing here? Does that mean Newell Group is fine now?" All Amy wanted now

was a clear-cut answer at this point.

"Yes, it's fine now. Philip brought Newell Group into a fraud, but now we have all the evidence of what

he's done, and we're here to arrest him." Richard explained to Amy, contemplating strategies to save

her.

Hearing that the Newell Group had been out of trouble, Amy felt a great relief and that there was

nothing to hold her back now.

"Philip, please don't hurt my child. You can take me, please release my daughter." Mr. Dalton Newell

walked towards Philip, limping from both the waist injury that wasn't fully recovered and the exhaustion

from collecting Philip's evidence over the last days.

"You can save it, Mr. Newell. All I want is her. I love her. There's no way I'm giving her back to you. I

know I'm not going to jail because I'm dying today. But it's okay, because I'll die with the woman I love

and there's no regret on my side." Philip held Amy tightly. He could feel the energy of youth from her

body. He would die a happy man now.

"You asshole! Let my daughter go!" Dalton made a few steps forward.

"Step back! Otherwise I'll kill her right now!" Philip squeezed the knife tighter to Amy and cut her skin

open, and blood started to run down from her neck.

"Roth, you're surrounded now. Your men were all taken down. Now let go of the hostage and come with

us!" The police force already put Philip's men under control and were now trying to work on him.

"You think I'm stupid? The moment I let her go, there will be hundreds of bullets going through my body.

I'm not gonna die here and I'm leaving. You gotta give me a car and 100 thousand. I'm getting outta

here. If I don't get them in 10 minutes, well, you can then take her body. Hahahaha!" Philip looked

around with his green eyes. Everyone here wanted Amy safe, and he could use it as a leverage to get

out of here.

"Dad, Richard, just leave me. Take this bastard and don't let him run away! Don't let more people suffer

from him! I'll be fine." Amy said to Richard.

"Shut up! You want to die now? No way! You're my wife and we haven't had sex yet. I'm not gonna let

you die now!" Philip was enraged. His hands were trembling, causing more blood to trickle down from

Amy's neck.

If Philip didn't hold Amy this tight, Amy could've tried escaping. But Philip was a skilled and crafty man.

The way he held Amy from the back made it impossible for her to get away.

"Lucy, when the things are ready, you bring them and we'll all get outta here." Philip said to Lucy who

was standing next to him.

"OK." Lucy responded as she walked behind Philip. He taught everything to her himself. She was his

best student.

"Ah!" With a muffled sound, Philip slowly fell on the ground.