Desires Die Hard

I Just Want Eudora

Hands in his pocket, Cohen said in a low voice with cloudy eyes, "Now I just want Eudora."

The dense dark clouds overcast the sky, overshadowing his face with its dark lights.

He looked like a devil from the hell.

Raymond looked into Cohen's eyes and said, "Don't be silly, Cohen. Release Eudora and confess to the police. I will go with you if you need me."

Cohen sneered and said, "Stop wasting your time, Raymond. I will not give her to you."

Sam nodded along with Raymond and said, "Mr. Olson, please stop.

"Mr. and Mrs. Welton are coming and Mr. Welton will never let you get away with this. Give Eudora to us before it's too late."

"Sam, please take care of my studio when I am gone. Given enough exercises, you will be a talent." Cohen ignored their persuasion and said to Sam heavily.

As if he was making his will.

Shocked by his words, Sam almost burst into tears and said, "Mr. Olson, don't you do anything stupid!

"You have such a bright future. Don't you remember the glory of amazing designers worldwide in Foxville?

"You will be a legend if you stick to your career."

Cohen was a genius in designing.

What a pity that he chose to ruin himself!

It was his talent that drove Sam to work for him.

Sam had never seen a talent like him before.

He was born to be a designer.

Cohen showed no interest in his words, "I have never wanted to be a legend. I just want the plain joy of being an ordinary person and being together with the girl I love.

"But now I am tired of being alive."

Cohen raised his face, looking up to the dense clouds over his head, and sighed.

Cohen's spirit seemed to be absent as if he was going to kill himself. Worrying about him, Sam came over to Raymond and asked, "Professor Drake, what's wrong with Mr. Olson?"

Raymond said calmly, "He was crazy."

Cohen lost his mind and was controlled by his obsessions for something he couldn't get.

"What he needs is not a girl, but psychotherapy," Raymond said.

Sam frowned with grief, trying to utter something. He thought, It was not hard to fall from a Genius to madness.

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Then he said, "Professor Drake, what are we going to do now?"

Raymond took a look at the crying girl and said, "Go around the other side of the car and get Mr. Welton's daughter out.

"I will distract him."

Sam nodded, sneaked from the back of Cohen's car, and opened the door successively. Seeing Eudora crying, he bent lower and said, "Don't cry, Eudora. I'm here to bring you home."

His comfort worked. Eudora stopped crying at once, although she was terrified.

Sam reached out his hands to take her out and ran to Raymond's car quickly.

Raymond locked the car immediately when he saw them enter the car.

In case Cohen would come in.

Cohen witnessed the whole process but he didn't move.

He just stayed there, watching them enter and lock the car. Without saying anything, he turned around and walked toward his car with a grim smile.

Raymond realized Cohen's evil intention.

Frowning, Raymond rushed to his car in shock.

He couldn't let Cohen kill Eudora. She was so young and she deserved a wonderful life.