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.

have more than ten bodyguards during outings, but Pete had only

started the car and headed towards Marlowe’s villa.

sat in the car behind, leisurely following

to the

we’re any slower, we won’t be able to keep up

to slow down. Why are you talking

subconsciously slowed down and maintained

car drove past Silver Ring Avenue.

by a red light, creating a gap

his watch. It was already four in

hour, there were hardly any cars

the Silver Ring Avenue. Pedestrians were even

the deserted road at a glance, and the dim streetlights added to the eerie

Yanice, you look

on, give me a

“Stop it…”

middle of flirting

“Boom!”

black cars came rushing down the nearby small road.

cars were speeding, heading directly for the back of

“Clang!”

“Crash! Boom!”

car, and without stopping, the driver slammed harder on the accelerator, ramming into Marlowe’s rear repeatedly. Marlowe’s car lost control and crashed into a flower bed before finally coming

erupted

Marlowe’s car were completely deformed, leaving debris scattered

of his wits. Although the airbag in the car had

two beautiful women slammed

going on?”

driver had already fainted

“Squeak…”

out of his car, another car came roaring up

and the effects of the alcohol had completely worn

his car was

car door opened.

or six burly men in black got out of the car, brandishing machetes