His Precious Love

Chapter 195 I Want You Dead

Rayna rubbed the ring on her finger. Her expression unchanging, she uttered, “You don’t have the video at all. You just want to lure me here so it’ll be easier for you to make a move.”

“That’s right.” Meredith readily admitted, mocking her opponent’s naivety. “The man’s smart. He found someone with a similar build to Curtis and got him to film the video, but I didn’t expect you to fall for it so easily.”

“Everything he has given you, I can give you as well,” said Rayna in an attempt to buy herself as much time as she could. “In fact, I can pretend I didn’t see you here today.”

Meredith shook her head. She appeared crazed as she declared, “You can’t because I want you dead!”

At that moment, a pungent smell wafted into Rayna’s nose.

She couldn’t hold her breath in time, and in a matter of seconds, her vision became blurry. Before losing consciousness, she saw Meredith, who was covering her nose and mouth with a handkerchief, burst into maniacal laughter.

A few seconds later, Rayna passed out.

Meredith rolled down the car window to circulate the air before removing the handkerchief. Subsequently, she stared at the unconscious woman and hissed, “He said he wants to see her corpse, so I suppose it won’t be a problem if I dismember her limbs.”

“Do as you wish,” said the driver. “But you’re pretty ruthless.”

“She’s the one who put me in this predicament! I lost my man and my job!” She removed the knife from underneath the car seat, and the thrill of taking revenge was evident in her expression. “In fact, I’m going to send Julian a picture once I’m done with her.”

Meredith wanted him to witness his beloved woman’s death in her hands.

Exhilaration washed over her at the mere thought of that.

She then brought the knife down on Rayna’s neck.

At that moment, something rammed into the back of the car, diverting Meredith’s knife toward the car seat instead. Unable to pull the knife out, she cast a furious gaze out the window.

Are they blind? They can’t even drive properly!

Upon freeing the knife from the car seat, Meredith was about to make another move when the driver’s scream sounded in her ears. She looked over, catching a glimpse of a white sedan driving toward them at full speed.

“Ahhhh!”

Rayna’s eyelids fluttered open when she was woken up by someone vigorously shaking her.

surroundings and quickly realized she was in an interrogation room. There was a police officer sitting across from her, and there was nothing on the table between

the police officer’s face as he

unaware of how she ended up at

of photos onto the desk. Meredith was pictured in all of them, and in

she had seen, Rayna leaned back

dismay. “You did it because you harbored resentment for her after she took your husband away from you, so where’s

getting in the car so she could kill me. I was rendered unconscious by her, and by the time I woke up, I was

acting,” the police officer said icily. “We took your blood and ran some tests. There was no

the report of the blood test to her and pulled out the photo

in blood, but the murder weapon was nowhere to be

stared at the photo, in which she was unconscious with blood on her hands. She then glanced at her hand and her arm, noticing it

knocked out by a drug, so how could the

was far

tracking device and arrived at the indicated location, the road was a

special ring he had given Rayna was lying in a pool of blood

he asked the police officer that was nearest to him, “What happened

outlets and didn’t bother concealing the truth from James. “Apparently, it was out of hatred as the victim stole her

“Was it Rayna Garland?”

that’s right.” The officer sighed. “I just don’t get why she had to ram her car into

around, intending to head to the police station. Just

James with a grim expression. “She’s the CEO of Faymon Group. The company will suffer if she’s convicted of

Curtis uttered, “No one would

but ultimately, he refrained from acting rashly. “I had my suspicions from the very beginning, but now, I’m

my

teeth, “My sister has given her all

Disliking the feeling of

to Faymon Group. Naturally, she has to help me. But I have never once

“You’d better get her out of there in one piece. If there’s so much as a scratch on her, I won’t let the Faymon family

what happened

was palpable by the time Kristie

onto his hand. “Where did

had given him off of his wrist. After throwing the bracelet to

James Griffith!” Kristie stomped her feet in annoyance, and by the time she

how coldly he was treating her, she began