âLet go of me! Let go!â
âWho are you people? You people⦠I have money, Iâll give you money⦠My dad is very richâ¦â
Phoebe Larsen panicked to the core. She had no idea who these people were at all, and the only thing
she could think of was to save her life with money.
Unfortunately, these people werenât convinced.
Moreover, someone began to speak, âStop struggling. We do things with principles. Since weâve
accepted money from our client, how could we go back on our promise? You should just resign yourself
to fate!â
When Phoebe heard this, she panicked even more.
They were neither going after her money nor her body. Someone actually instructed them to do so.
âWho is it? Who instructed you to do this? You must have been fooled. My father is Wayne Larson.
Heâs the mayor of Michigan. If you ever hurt me, my father definitely wonât let you go. Heâll catch you
even if you go to the end of the world,â Phoebe said.
Phoebe normally never mentioned who her father was but during times like this, she hoped that she
could scare these people away with her fatherâs reputation.
A masked man laughed loudly. âHow did you know we live near the end of the world? Amazing! But, so
what? Do you think weâre blind and stupid for being unable to recognize you? Itâs Wayne Larsenâs
daughter weâre going for!â
At this moment, Phoebe truly began to feel hopeless. She struggled desperately and cried out for help.
Phoebe wanted to use one leg to kick against the carâs window. Unfortunately, one of the thugs blocked
it midway. Instead, her foot landed on the door post. Her ankle was twisted, and it hurt greatly.
Meanwhile, someone covered her mouth and spoke eerily into her ear, âYou better behave. Otherwise,
with your good looks, we donât mind taking turns to have some fun with you in the car.â
When Phoebe heard this, her body immediately stiffened up. She didnât dare to shout anymore. Tears
started streaming down her face uncontrollably.
Right then, the car suddenly came to a halt.
Everyone in the car jerked forward, especially the man who was speaking to Phoebe earlier. He
bumped his head against the front seat. It hurt so badly that he started gritting his teeth and yelled,
âLuden, do you know how to drive? Are you trying to get me killed?â
Luden, who was driving, poked his head out of the car window and started cursing loudly. âB*stard. Do
you want to die? Get out of the way. Believe it or not, Iâm going to run you over and kill you.â
A young man was standing in front of the car.
Of course, it was Alex Rockefeller.
Alex pretended to leave, but he stopped and placed his hands on his waist. âOh, you piece of sh*t.
Youâre only driving a dilapidated van, but you think so highly of yourself, huh? Open your damn eyes.
Which car in this parking lot is worse than yours? Youâre driving such a broken piece of crap metal that
beggars donâ t even want, yet you dare to speak to an old woman⦠No, I mean, how dare you yell at
an old man like me? Are you blind? Did your mother give birth to you in a pig barn? Is that why you
have the brain of a pig? Do you think this road belongs to your family? My car is worth a hundred times
more than yours.â
Alex was imitating Claire when she cursed. Carelessly, he even addressed himself as an old woman.
However, it was very effective. Luden became thoroughly enraged.
The person in the back seat, who was probably the boss, said, âLuden, letâs not cause trouble. Let him
go!â
However, Luden couldnât stand it. âIâve never met such a b*tchy man. Iâll run him over.â
With that, Luden stepped on the accelerator.
To his surprise, Alex was holding a brick that he had picked up somewhere in his hand behind his back.
Whoosh!
Alex smashed it in the direction of the driverâs seat.
The windshield was instantly shattered. The huge brick passed through the glass panel and knocked
against Ludenâs chin. A large amount of blood instantly gushed out. Luden also subconsciously spun
the steering wheel to dodge the brick. In the end, the van crashed into a Mercedes-Benz nearby.
Luden touched his chin. When he saw blood on his hand, he immediately became furious.
âThis jerk! I have to kill him!â Luden immediately operated the van with the intention of reversing the
car.
As a result, he accidentally turned off the engine. When he tried to turn on the engine again, he
realized that it simply couldnât be turned on. Luden became so angry that he repeatedly smashed the
steering wheel.
âHahahaha. Like I said, youâre driving a garbage van. How dare you behave so arrogantly with me? Iâm
afraid you might not know this, but even a large garlic is more expensive than this garbage of yours.
Great, now your garbage van canât be driven anymore. What else can you run me over with? Your pig
brain?â
Luden couldnât hold back anymore. He immediately opened the door and wanted to get out.
The boss asked, âWait a second. Something feels wrong. Where did this man come from? Could he be
someone who works for Wayne Larsen?â