The Life Of A Billionaires Wife

The Life Of A Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 58

Chapter 58 The Mysterious Woman Who Saved Her

“That bunch of useless idiots couldn’t even keep an eye on a woman!” The people whom Floch had found thought that they would be able to forever imprison Veronica in an inconspicuous mental hospital at the outskirts of Bloomstead without taking her life so that they could hide her away from the world. However, they never expected that she would escape.

“Inform the others. She must never be in touch with Old Mrs. Kings,” a flustered Floch instructed.

As soon as he said that, Rachel raised her hand and stopped him. “Hold on. Perhaps we can use another way.”

“What other way?” He turned to her with expectation.

She rose from the couch and walked up to him, then whispered something in his ear.

…

Meanwhile, Veronica was hiding in the trunk of a car that belonged to a mysterious woman while the vehicle sped down the road.

The car suddenly came to a stop after traveling for quite a distance. Veronica’s heart leaped into her mouth. In depression, she thought, Could it be that they managed to catch up with us?

The woman remained silent behind the steering wheel and she didn’t open the trunk, so Veronica, who was hiding in it, kept quiet as well.

Crack.

Veronica suddenly heard the sound of the car window shattering, which was followed by the woman’s sharp shriek.

“Ah, what are you doing? Let me go! Let go of me!”

It was obvious that the woman was in danger and she was resisting something or someone.

At that moment, Veronica couldn’t bear to stay put. She pulled the emergency lever and opened the trunk before she hopped out of the trunk and cried, “Let go of—”

the last word of ‘her’, the sight of the few men before her rooted her to the spot. She gaped at them, feeling totally astonished by what

men dressed in camouflage uniforms and berets. Their burly

W-What in the world is

hunt her down, they wouldn’t look for five or six professional fighters to take her life when she was nothing but a puny, weak lady. It

Who am I? Where am I? No, I should ask who the woman that drove the car earlier

her from head to toe before they turned to the capable woman

street. She was begging for help, so I saved her,” the woman

fighters exchanged glances with one another. It was obvious from their expressions

a man with blond hair and a scar on his face, waved at the

to resist them, she

of her own safety, she didn’t resist and, she obediently went along with the few men

the middle row while a man sat next to them with his arms

Veronica turned to the woman beside her and asked, “Who

“I’ve already said that I didn’t want to save you, but you insisted on getting into my

the house! “Where are they taking us to?” she persisted, hoping

“I don’t know.”

our lives

on our

“I’m no fortune teller,

beside them yelled while Veronica was

shut up? Do you think that you are my parents? Who are you to tell me what

started blathering at

seen slowly pulling out a pistol from his camouflage uniform and thereafter

a raised brow as her arrogance instantly vanished. “Haha, I was joking. I was just joking. I guess you are not good

on her face, but her gaze was focused on the pistol in his hand. It was a modified version of M9A1, which was mostly

nothing more and sat quietly in the car, but she eavesdropped on their conversation, which was done in Chinese, and vaguely discovered the

They were mercenaries!

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