The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1890

"It's you?!" Ralph and Yasmin exclaimed in shock.

The man before them was the same assassin who had severely injured Yasmin and kidnapped Carrie last time.

Despite him standing motionless, his reappearance now sent a shiver down Yasmin's spine.

At this moment, Ralph was even more incredulous. His eyes were wide open, staring intently at Jace's familiar face that resembled that of his fifth brother.

"Just now, if you had shot and killed either of them, you might have had a chance to catch up. Unfortunately, you didn't."

But Jace's cold eyes and mocking tone conveyed his disdain for Ralph. "That's why I despise you police officers. Even when given the power to punish evil, you waver. You think only about protecting yourself, hesitating, and looking back. Now, it's too late to catch up!"

"Who the hell are you?!" Sweat covered Ralph's forehead, and his voice brimmed with anger and urgency. "For those who are doomed, gaining more insights is pointless."

As Jace was speaking, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes. He moved like a shadow, launching himself at Ralph with lethal intent.

"Yasmin! Go after them and inform my sister and Justin that Carrie is in danger!"

Ralph shouted, narrowly dodging a powerful punch from Jace.

Yasmin nodded frantically. Although she was concerned for Ralph's safety, she knew staying to fight would only slow them down. Besides, she knew she was not a match for Jace.

to increase their

took a few steps, another figure in black, wearing a mask, blocked her path. Judging

must have a death wish!" Desperate to save Carrie,

punches and kicks, Yasmin engaged with the female

injuries, Yasmin fought with all her strength, her blows

She dodged Yasmin's attack skillfully and used soft

with a bloodthirsty red, her killing intent palpable. She drew a folding knife from her waist. Without hesitation,

utter shock, the woman did not dodge but took the

woman let out a

plunged into her collarbone. It was just half an inch

not for the poor visibility in darkness, Yasmin would have stabbed a fatal spot, and she would have died on the

contracted sharply.

could not believe the woman had not dodged her attack. Even if she had not dodged it, she could

in the west suburbs... The person

then pushed Yasmin with all

eyes with the woman's weak yet resolute gaze, Yasmin nodded firmly and sprinted

of fatigue in his

his years as a police officer and countless encounters with criminals, none had matched this

veritable killing machine, with