Love Has its Will by Selena Lewis

Chapter 113

Thinking of the past and recalling Brandon‘s harsh words, Giselle fell to the ground

Today was the day that Savanna would be executed.

People had all been talking about how Savanna brutally murdered Winnie and how she deserved to die.

Some in the Landis family were also in the Thompson family. The Thompson Group had been taken over by Dave. Now, Savanna had been said to have murdered Winnie. The relatives all sided with the Landis family and waited to see Savanna die.

The prison said that Savanna would be sent out at noon. However, around ten a.m., heavy rain ripped through the entire New York

The wind was strong, and the roads were muddy. Because the ground was too slippery, the time to send Savanna out would be decided later.

After Cain heard the news that Savanna had been imprisoned, he had been sleepless for several days and nights. He had also found the best attorney in New York, but Savanna refused to meet him Savanna pleaded guilty. Cain could not take it. He felt torn at home for half a day and finally thought of a way.

Therefore, Cain came early and hid on the opposite side of the prison gate.

He sat in the car, the rain scrapers scraping back and forth, but the water just couldn‘t be cleared away. Cain smoked again, his eyes fixed in the direction of the prison.

Cain sat there from afternoon to night.

Just as he was about to make a phone call to ask, he saw a few prison guards come out. Behind them was Savanna, who was in handcuffs. The large prison uniform covered her slender body. Savanna lowered her head and her hair blocked her eyes. Because of the distance and the heavy rain, Cain could not see her expression.

She was taken into the prison van by the prison guards.

Cain resisted the urge to rush over. He put out the cigarette between his fingers and stepped on the accelerator. The Maybach slowly followed the prison van and gradually drove to the street. After the van turned a corner, it drove away from the bustling downtown area and rushed directly to the viaduct.

Cain kept his distance from the van.

He dialed a number, and a voice immediately came from the other side. “Mr. Wilson, everything is ready.”

Cain stared ahead and said coldly, “We must succeed.”

“Alright.”

Cain hung up the phone.

At the same time, in the pouring rain, there seemed to be several cars coming from all directions. With a crisp sound, the cars made splashes and quickly surrounded Cain‘s car.

on his forehead popped. He sat in the driver‘s seat, his hands on the steering wheel. Cain did not move but just stared at the surrounding cars with his sharp eyes.

tell whether they were friends

his might, but the cars that surrounded him did not move at all. Cain chuckled. Then, the veins on his hands

sound as Cain expected. When his car crashed into the car opposite him, that car quickly steered away. Then, the other cars around surrounded Cain

He started the engine and hit again. Seeing that the two cars were about to crash, that driver quickly kept a safe distance. The other cars surrounded Cain

past not far away. He was familiar with the license plate number. It was Brandon‘s car.

the group of bastards who intercepted

he stepped on the accelerator. The group of people saw that Cain was so resolute and

With a crack..

swept past several cars and quickly disappeared in

cars paused for two seconds and immediately chased in the direction where

late in the end.

Boom!” The sound of thunder

the sky

beat. He felt that it was difficult to breathe.

extended forward. The marks at the end

the ruts wouldn‘t be that

road. The dirty mud rushed to the bottom of the black Cayenne. The doors on

car and looked at the cars behind the Cayenne. At that

looked up at the few people in

was holding an umbrella for him. However, his pace was a little fast, and the man holding the

the path under the cliff. Something flashed

his eyelashes. His tightly pursed lips were pale. Brandon did not look at Cain but just reached out to push him

furious. He punched Brandon in the chest. Brandon was probably in great sorrow and did

him

the chest, Brandon staggered and fell to the

the umbrella quickly stepped up. When he held Brandon up, he used the umbrella to block the wind and rain for Brandon in

in black behind saw that their boss was beaten. They did not care about

their fists

not withstand the fierce attacks of the group of people and

to get up, Brandon had

rain, and the black cars behind him followed

spat out a mouthful of blood. He

in the mist under his feet. Tears ran out, wetting his