“You…” It was only then Marcus snapped back to reality. Why and how had he hopped into that car?

When he ran out of the cafe, this car stopped right in front of him… as if it was prepared specially for him. The escape was unbelievably smooth.

However, the more it was like this, the more anxious he was.

“Why were you waiting for me there?”

“Of course, it’s on Mr. Matthew’s order,” the man answered nonchalantly. He turned on the car speaker as well. The heavy metal music was grating on the ears, like the shrill cries of the ghosts.

“Mr. Matthew said that after you take Cordelia out, I should… take you out!”

Marcus widened his eyes. He had a hand on the car door as he looked at the man alertly.

The young man before him was fair and clean-looking. He looked harmless, but the glum and ferocity in his eyes did not look like they belonged to a boy merely 20 years of age.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Grist.” He smiled. “If I wanted to kill you, I’d have done so long ago. I wouldn’t drive you here.”

Marcus gulped. “What do you want?”

The guy pulled a thick envelope and a business card out of the glove compartment.

“Take this money and go to this address,” he said. “Someone will take you there. The money should be enough for you to go into hiding for some time.”

Marcus was lost. He dared not take it, unsure if this would be another trap.

she heard a loud noise. The sound of a bullet penetrating glass was

floor, fading into black. She was hanging on to the last sliver of will as

“Honey, save me…”

spite of it, a hand abruptly grabbed her

cry. Before she fell unconscious,

give this woman to you. What do you

long as you let me go, I promise I

yours

they dared not move recklessly. There was a dagger against Cordelia’s neck, and blood was slowly

got to the door,

by the road. The car had no

man and could not see the person driving the car, so they returned for

“To the hospital! Quickly!”

He was at a loss. His chaotic mind was blank. He tried to stop her

Cordelia!” Zephyr called her in a frenzy.

not have any reaction. Her face and lips were

hopelessly and repeatedly. This was the

car without plates sped all the way

in the city. The car window was down all the way, and Marcus wanted to close it of how bad it made him feel when he caught the person’s dark

smile, “Mr. Grist, you don’t seem to have completed Mr. Matthew’s mission.” Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For

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