His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 712 An Elaborate Scheme

Meanwhile, a crowd was gathering on the street, including the two car owners who had been arguing just a short while ago.

“How are the people inside? Can they hear us talking?” one asked.

“The driver who caused the accident is utterly despicable. They actually did a hit- and–run! Forget about taking responsibility, he didn’t even bother to check on the situation,” another commented.

“Let’s not talk about that and call the police already.”

When Lysander heard them talking, a glimmer of hope sparked within her. She interjected anxiously, “I… I have children in my car. Can you rescue them first…”

Josiah’s whereabouts are still a mystery, and the driver who caused the accident has fled the scene. It’s hard to rule out the possibility that Tiffany, fearing her hostage would disobey, colluded with those who want to destabilize Guerra Group to intimidate me. Rushing to call the police at this point will only complicate matters further and work against our favor.

The passersby were very understanding, and someone immediately responded, “All right. We’ll think of something right away. Don’t worry.”

“Thank you, everyone!” Even as Lysander spoke, she did not just sit back and wait for others to rescue her. Instead, she exerted all her strength in an attempt to pry open the car door that had twisted out of shape from the collision.

The van had come prepared, deliberately targeting the unoccupied passenger seat. No one was seriously hurt, but there was a deep dent in the car door.

They were sending a warning that if Lysander continued meddling in the affairs, there was no telling what might happen next time.

The passersby who came to their aid were all eager to help. Several people tried to pry open the car door for a while, but when they saw it would not budge, they decided to fetch some tools. Working together, it took them some time to finally crack open a small gap.

Upon seeing that, Lysander gently nudged Nilou. “Among us, you’re the slimmest and most nimble. You should go first.”

Nilou was aware that time was of the essence She hastily grabbed the car door and used both her hands and feet to squeeze out through the opening.

the accident was the most. challenging for her. Nonetheless, she endured the discomfort and pain all over her body and passed the crying Aurora out to someone. She also did not forget to give Rhizone

the breath she had been holding, and she felt

up but persisted in prying

to calm Aurora until

so he assisted the passersby in prying open the car door. Once the opening was wide enough for an adult to pass. through, he promptly reached

Thorne, give me your hand… I’m not strong enough. Wait a

moments before were now watching from the side. Instead of going to help Rhizone, however, they waved to someone

the van that had lost control earlier pulled up

owners involved in the fender bender suddenly darkened. Then, they picked up Nilou and Rhizone

only children and were no

her arms and was even more powerless to resist. With a scream, she was thrown

to him was obviously well–prepared and much stronger,

the van sped off, leaving Lysander behind.

luck, the car she as in had been hit with so much force during the accident that it had broken through

at the scene was a so–called

she crawled out of the car than she hurt her arm again. There was no way she would stand a chance against a grown man. Looking around and noticing that the surveillance cameras‘ line

carefully, his intentions far from friendly as he

taken as hostages would not be harmed in the short term. She maintained her composure as she

grab her, then started dragging her toward another car with a firm and unyielding

to separate her from the kids.

let the chance to get help slip. away. However, her phone was still in her car,

first. Otherwise, I’m not going anywhere,” she said. If these people truly wanted to kill me, they could’ve made

quick gasps as she braced herself against the car door with her free hand, refusing to get in the car no matter how much the man

pain radiating from her wrist was becoming increasingly intense, and she felt as though her wrist was on the verge of dislocating. Despite that, she did not let go. Instead, she gritted her teeth against the pain, tore off

yet he refused to let go of her hand, fearing that something