Chapter 592

It’s a small world.

In a surprising turn of events, he came across Marlowe Yanice.

Bruce, whenever he stepped out, was usually accompanied by a swarm of bodyguards. Even in their absence, he was incredibly discreet in his movements, doing everything possible to avoid being identified.

He was, after all the wealthiest man in Greyport. There were plenty who wouldn’t mind stirring up trouble for him.

Marlowe gave a malevolent smile, “Execute it smoothly. Let’s not stir up any fuss.”

The assistant responded in a devious tone, “Rest assured, President Yanice.”

Il arrange it over a call…

As Bruce drove, there was a churning unease in his chest.

Summoning every ounce of strength that remained, he attempted to swallow a few times, a laborious task that seemed to drain him more than he’d like to admit. Yet, the uneasy discomfort refused to subside, lingering at the back of his throat like an unwelcome guest. His throat itched unbearably, prompting a string of harsh coughs that resonated within the confined space of the wrecked vehicle. His futile attempt to regain control of his situation was punctuated by a low, involuntary groan, “Cough, cough, ugh…

He couldn’t suppress the urge to cough out a mouthful of blood.

Bruce frowned and instinctively wiped the corner of his lips with his sleeve.

of no sleep, his body was succumbing

was a recipe

realm of reality by the unexpected sight of a dilapidated van. Without so much as the courtesy of a blinker, the driver recklessly manoeuvred his

maneuvering his car. He narrowly avoided crashing into the

breath, “What the hell, learn to

van deliberately changed lanes again,

in aggressively, boxing

noise of metal

realized he was in trouble.

was skilled and could handle a handful of attackers, any armed

was best not to exit

to

the van kept hitting the brakes, attempting to halt

“Crash, crash!”

either side sandwiched Bruce’s vehicle in the middle.

engine, barreling forward with full throttle.

doors of his car were utterly deformed

a

astonishment of the other drivers, they had not only failed

an instant, both vehicles flipped over.

relief when a woman pushing a stroller appeared in front. Ignoring the

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