The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife

Chapter 690

Boom.

Pete’s eyes flickered with fear.

He could already guess who sent them before they revealed anything to him.

“Brother, I’m just making a living. If I’ve offended you in any way, please tell me…” Pete stammered, his entire body drenched in sweat.

He knew all too well about Bruce’s methods.

Messing with him was equivalent to messing with the King of Hades.

The man in black smiled sinisterly. “You don’t have to be so nervous. Today, we’re here to give you a chance to live.”

“Whether you want to live or not depends on your choice.”

“Understood…”

The next day.

It was past three in the morning.

Marlowe and his gang stumbled out of a nightclub, completely drunk.

Two beautiful ladies supported him by holding his armpits. “Be careful, President Yanice. Where are we going for supper later?”

In a drunken haze, Marlowe burped. “My house, of course. Hehehe!”

“Oh my, President Yanice, you’re so naughty!” The two beauties flirted and cooed.

“President Yanice, please get in the car. The bodyguard had already opened the car door.

The two beauties helped the swaying Marlowe into the car. Then, they followed suit and got in as well.

Pete’s face darkened as he ordered his bodyguards to enter the two cars behind.

Usually, Pete was in charge of Marlowe’s safety.

than ten bodyguards during outings, but Pete had only

the car and

and the other bodyguards sat in the

turned to the driver and said, “Drive slower!”

we’re any slower, we won’t be able to

at him. “I told you to slow

subconsciously slowed down and maintained

Marlowe’s car drove past Silver

red light, creating a gap

his watch. It was already four in

hardly any cars on the street.

Ring Avenue. Pedestrians were even rarer.

see the deserted road at a glance, and the dim streetlights

Yanice, you look

me a

“Stop it…”

flirting

“Boom!”

cars came rushing down the nearby

directly for the back of

“Clang!”

“Crash! Boom!”

driver slammed harder on the accelerator, ramming into Marlowe’s rear repeatedly. Marlowe’s car lost

car erupted

of Marlowe’s car were completely deformed,

out of his wits. Although the airbag in the

beautiful women slammed against the

what’s going

had already fainted on

“Squeak…”

out of his car, another car came roaring up

trouble, and the effects of

that his car was blocked by the two cars in front

car door opened.

or six burly men in black got out of the