Chapter 160: Her Nightmare

"Stacey!" Conor's shout echoed from downstairs. Stacey squinted, her voice shaky, "Conor? Please, help me!" "Hold on, I'm on my way up!" Conor's voice was as deep as the sea, full of resolve. "Thank you!" Stacey felt a rush of relief. Suddenly, the idea of leaping off the balcony seemed unnecessary. Instead, she lay flat on the balcony, counting the number of bodyguards Conor had brought. He had quite the team - more than fifty. They had the Green's house cornered, leaving no escape routes. Suddenly, the banging on the door stopped, replaced by a rush of quick footsteps. "Conor?!" Max's icy gaze met Conor's, "I never thought you'd step foot in the Green's house again." "Where's my wife?" Conor's voice was frosty. "Your wife?" Max sneered, "If you miss her that much, why don't you check at home?" Conor's good-looking face turned stern, "Shut up. You fool." "Shut up. You fool!" Stacey's repeated from the study. Max was left speechless. "Let her out now," Conor ordered. "Y