Love At The Wrong Table

“Ms. Quillen, please listen to me. Start the car engine now and follow our instructions, all right?”

Chloe’s voice came again. “Don’t defy us, or we can do anything. You wouldn’t want those adorable little kids to die with you, would you? Hehe…”

Mackenzie couldn’t help but glance at Tommy again. She regretted her carelessness. She had forgotten that Emmanuel had said Tommy was cursed. How could she have brought him into the car when she saw him crying?

“Ms. Quillen, we have very little patience. If you don’t obey our orders within five seconds, we’ll have to create another public explosion case!”

Chloe’s threat came coldly once again.

Boom!

As soon as she finished speaking, a massive explosion occurred somewhere in the market, causing chaos among the crowd.

If such a large-scale explosion happened inside the car, none of them would survive!

Mackenzie had no choice but to instruct Wally, “Drive!”

Only by staying alive could they continue to find a way to escape; as long as they were alive, they would eventually come up with a plan to get away.

Mackenzie now understood very clearly that her top priority was to stay alive!

Wally could only grit his teeth and drive the car toward the outskirts, following the demands of the other party.

Meanwhile, Emmanuel was still at home. He had just finished a three-way video call with Sage and Eve.

Mackenzie to quickly determine a secret production base. Both Sage

in Onza had just established a small underground city, which was extremely secretive. If they could take it over, not only would they have a secret

Eve’s idea was a bit extreme. Although that underground boss wasn’t a good

agreed to do it, Emmanuel hadn’t made up his mind yet. He planned to

Mackenzie, he glanced at the time. It was already almost

feel more like revenge. His

that she was out of the service area, a very uneasy feeling ignited in his

regretted why he didn’t go grocery shopping with her today, even

downstairs to drive to the

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Mackenzie, he glanced at the time. It was already almost noon, but his wife still hadn’t returned from

starting to feel more like revenge.

to call his wife, but when he heard that she was out of the service area, a very uneasy feeling

with her today, even if

to the nearby farmers market to find his wife.

he drove out of the neighborhood, two luxury cars blocked his way.

He felt that these events

the luxury cars and approached his car window

to see what this woman

Zelinsky wants to

“Sorry. I’m busy!”