Wooing My Ex-Wife

If these things were to be affected, she simply couldn’t afford to pay back!

Whitney was struggling to get out of the car. However, the front of the vehicle was deformed from the impact, so she couldn’t even open the door.

She strained to turn her head, glancing at the equally immobilized driver, and asked, “Has the stuff in the trunk been affected?”

The driver nodded, “This car has bypassed me at several intersections. It must be done deliberately.”

Whitney frowned. Who is trying to mess with me again?

Before it was just minor troubles, but now it had escalated to a threat to life.

“What should we do now?”

“Don’t worry. I’ve already called a tow truck to come over.”

No sooner had the driver finished speaking than the car suddenly jolted, then clanging noises echoing around them. Whitney was taken aback-someone was tampering with the goods of the trunk.

“Hey! You can’t smash it!”

Whitney was desperate to get out of the car, but she was immobilized, and forced to watch helplessly as the group wreaked havoc.

In a short while, someone came to open her car door.

“What are you guys up to?”

Whitney was shouting loudly when the car door was suddenly opened from the outside. A strange face appeared, different from the group she had seen earlier.

The man helped her unbuckle her seat belt and removed the heavy object pressing down on Whitney’s leg. Finally, she could get out of the car.

There was a gash that slashed across her calf, and the sight of the wound was startling. In fact, it was oozing blood incessantly.

Whitney didn’t have time to tend to her wounds. She hobbled over to check on the condition of the goods. in the vehicle.

Most of the goods had been destroyed. It was a loss worth tens of thousands,

A wave of sorrow washed over Whitney. The company she had been working for a month paid her less. than ten thousand a month. If she were to compensate for half a truckload of goods, it would almost cost her half a year of salary,

The man who had just rescued her from the car approached, followed by a group of people dressed like bodyguards. They were escorting the group that had been causing trouble just a moment ago.

“Ms. Mellor, an ambulance will be here shortly to take you to the hospital. We’ll be leaving now.”

“Wait a moment!”

up to the detained person, and demanded, “Who are you exactly?

street thug. With a roguish grin, he said, “We’re just here to do a job for the money. I’ll do the bidding of whoever pays

Whitney to the point where she gritted her teeth and decisively

hit landed heavily and

idea how important these things are to

with me?”

to mock her, when Whitney’s uninjured leg shot out, and her foot struck him squarely in the groin.

real kick! You are so ruthless…”

his whole body was shaking. He realized that with this kick, he might never be

was still itching to punch him, but just at that moment, the ambulance arrived,

Ms. Mellor, we will deliver these goods to your

one who had just saved her. Whitney didn’t know him, and she didn’t feel comfortable entrusting those

her apprehension and explained with a smile, “I’m with Mr. Newton, Ms.

he is Mr.

put her at ease in an

was brought over, and Whitney was escorted onto the ambulance by the nurses, heading to the hospital for

sure if she had a concussion

her arm throbbing with pain. It felt as if she had used up all her strength hitting someone just now, to the point

me today? Who else is trying to put me in harm’s

Group, CEO’s Office.

an open space. Their mouths were stuffed with cloth and sealed shut with

his back to them, and his hands folded on his lap. He exuding an intense aura of oppression that sent chills

Quiet.

Deadly silence.

immediately backed down the moment

the presence of death!

black, wearing sunglasses, stood beside the thugs. Charles

you to do

one put me up to this. I just did it because I didn’t like

“Beat him.”

Charles’s command, several men in black picked up their stun batons.

with the intermittent sounds of wailing.

slowly exhaling a ring of smoke. His cold eyes

over with a piece of surveillance

we’ve found it. This is the recording of the person who contacted

Newton Group’s capabilities, finding the person who contacted them

transmitting every word of the conversation from both sides

you use, as long as you prevent her from succeeding. Once it’s done, a

Langdon, leave this matter to

widened in surprise. Their meeting place