The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Ahhh!" Ian screamed in terror, curling up under the car seat.

It was not that he was a coward. In fact, he was quite courageous.

However, who in their right mind could stay composed in a scene like this?

Following Justin meant he never had to worry about starving, but it also meant living on the edge, constantly walking a tightrope.

If this continued, he might as well start carrying anxiety medication at all times.

Justin's strong frame shielded Dr. Wagner beneath him.

He understood the truth. These attackers were targeting the witness, aiming to eliminate anything that could be used against them. If they could take him down in the process, or at least seriously injure him, it would be an unexpected bonus.

It was a vicious and ruthless move.

Dr. Wagner muttered prayers under his breath, reciting the rosary at an increasingly frantic pace. The man protecting him seemed to have a strength that surpasses that of a god.

The arrows can pierce glass, but they cannot penetrate the car body," Justin

created an unnerving rhythm. The cacophony sent Justin's mind racing back to

of bloodshed

eyes lit up with a fierce resolve. His blood pumped faster,

relentless

no longer flee. There was only one option left.

"Ian, protect him."

released from a

brandishing their machetes, their eyes glinting with malice.

his expression unyielding. Beneath the tailored suit, his muscular frame tensed, each fiber of his being coiled like a spring ready

Undoubtedly orchestrated by Grant, the real goal of these attackers was to eliminate

ambush

black umbrella from the

before nodding