The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride (Ethan and Janet)
Chapter 703 Timely Rescue

Janet and Brandon plummeted towards the ground, the wind rushing past them. However, several nets suddenly stretched out from the window of the floor below them and caught them in time! Janet and Brendan landed on the nets, bouncing slightly from the impact. They could see from the window that many rescue workers and employees had gathered.

"Come on, give me a hand! Quick!"

"Everyone, listen to me! We'll pull on the count of three. One, two, three-pull!"

The rescuers and many other employees of the Larson Group joined forces and pulled them in through the window.

Janet was still in a state of shock, even as she was safely lowered onto the floor. She kept trembling in Brandon's arms.

Brandon also gasped for air, and his heart was banging against his chest from the adrenaline.

It took Janet a long time to recover.

When she came to her senses, she raised her head and looked at Brandon angrily, tears welling up in her eyes. "Are you insane? Why didn't you let me go? If the rescuers didn't show up in time, we both would've died! Can you stop being so self-righteous for once? I don't need your help! You had the chance to live! You shouldn't have given it up for me!"

Janet had always believed that true love didn't need to be prove and living on after one's partner passed away didn't mean betrayal either. It was really stupid, what Brandon had done.

Brandon also couldn't understand it himself. He had always thought that he was a selfish and cold-blooded person who would make sacrifices for no one. He didn't expect that he would do such a thing for a woman he barely knew.

Smiling bitterly, he raised his hand and gently touched Janet's hair. "How could I let you go? I was more scared than you. I knew I would regret no matter what I chose to do, so I figured I might as well die alongside you. Dying with you is better than living alone..."

Janet was speechless and tears kept rolling down her cheeks.

She didn't agree with what he had done. Fortunately, they both survived.

Brandon kissed her on the forehead and patted her on the back gently. "Calm down, okay? We made it."

Then he stood up. As he was helping Janet up, he caught a glimpse of Garrett, who was in a black overcoat and standing in a corner behind the crowd.

With red eyes, Brandon walked up to him and punched him on the shoulder. "Fuck! I was beginning to think you wouldn't come to help."

Then, his voice suddenly became thick with emotion. "Thank you, Mr. Harding."

Garrett rubbed the shoulder Brandon had just punched and smiled. "I might not work here anymore, but I'm still your friend. I rushed over here the moment I got your call. But it was too windy on the phone, so couldn't hear what you were talking about at first. It took me a while to understand what was happening. By the time I made it to the office above Charis's and looked down, she was pushing Janet out of the window! I called 911 right away. Luckily, the police and the rescue team came just in time to save you."

Otherwise, not one, but three people would've been killed today.

Garrett glanced out the window at Charis's corpse downstairs. He could not help but shudder at the gruesome sight. "God. Why would Charis...

Why would she do such a stupid thing?"

Brandon fell silent. He didn't know the answer to that question either.

After a long time, when Janet finally calmed down, a policeman asked her and Brandon to check the body.

They wanted them to identify Charis's corpse.

Together, they went downstairs.