The Charming 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.

her. Nonetheless, she endured the discomfort and pain all over her body and passed

breath she had been holding, and she felt a sharp pain.

did not give up but

mimicked what Lysander had done to calm

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 in to pull

your hand… I’m not strong enough. Wait a moment. I’ll

who had been so kind just moments before were now watching from the side. Instead of going to help

the van that had

in the fender bender suddenly darkened. Then, they

and were no

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

obviously well–prepared and much stronger, promptly knocking

van sped

force during the accident that it had broken through the guardrail and plunged directly into the vegetation on one side, making it

who remained at the scene was a so–called “good Samaritan” who had

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 of sight had been obstructed beforehand, she cut to the chase and said, “Let the three children go, and we

her carefully, his intentions far from friendly as

harmed in the short term. She maintained her composure as she answered, “That’s me. If it’s

need you to come with us.” He reached out to grab her, then started dragging

meant to separate her from

let the chance to get help slip. away. However, her phone was still in her car, and no other vehicles were passing by. All she could do

going anywhere,” she said. If these people truly wanted to kill me, they could’ve made their move just now. But they didn’t. That means there’s still

braced herself against the car door with her free hand, refusing to get in the car no matter how much the man and his accomplice

wrist was on the verge of dislocating. Despite that, she did not let go. Instead, she gritted her teeth against the pain, tore off a button from her sleeve, and

saw Lysander’s face turn pale from pain, yet he refused to let go of her hand,