Guinevere gave her orders.
At the same time, in Ahn City. Westonâs face seemed clouded with darkness. Ben took his cell phone and walked over to him in silence.
Weston had an intimidating aura around him. No one dared to approach him. He was like a death reaper.
Even so, Ben still bit the bullet and went forward. âMr. Ford, weâve gotten some newsâ¦â
Weston looked up and gave him a fierce glance, making Ben shudder.
Ben hesitated for a moment before he bowed his head and said, âBut this has something to do with Ms.
Cohen tooâ¦â
Ben sounded a little troubled. The Ford and Cohen families were closely linked and had a lot at stake.
He had been helping Weston to deal with the matters relating to the two familiesâ cooperation. After the marriage cancellation happened not long ago, the two familyâs business partnership was at the highest tension point.
âIf Ms. Cohen is the one behind this, we might not be able to confront her directly. Otherwise, the previous deal may be delayedââ
Before he could finish, Weston interrupted him coldly,â Donât show her any mercy.â
Ben was startled. âBut we can solve this under the table âNo. Letâs go now,â Weston cut him off and got up to leave.
Ben looked at his back and said, âYes, Mr. Fordâ¦â
It seemed that Guinevere had really angered Weston. She kept playing all the tricks behind their back.
Usually, a little warning was enough, but this time, she had targeted Stella and hurt her.
Ben figured Weston probably would not let her get away with this.
Meanwhile, Guinevere was outside the bar. She took a look at the time and prepared to leave. Weston probably hadnât gotten the news yet. Ella would be played and tainted by plenty of men by the time he realized it. A smile appeared on her face at the thought of that.
A blinding light flashed across the road as she drove out of the parking lot and passed an intersection.
She squinted her eyes and saw a black Cullinan coming straight at her.
âAh!â She screamed in fear and hurriedly hit the brakes.
She accidentally hit the button to turn on the windshield wipers.
The wipers moved back and forth, but the blinding light never ceased. It was still coming at her.
Guinevereâs eyes widened in terror. She honked her horn, slammed the brakes, and swerved to avoid it.
âWhatâs going on? Is the other driver crazy? Are they planning to die with me?!â
She finally saw the Cullinanâs owner after the high beams went off. She had seen this limited edition car in a magazine before. There were only three of these worldwide. One of them belonged to Weston.
She had researched the cars in Westonâs garage and knew every one of the limited edition cars he had, so she recognized it quickly. A cold weat covered her back when she recognized his car. She dared not think about Westonâs reason for appearing here this time. For the first time in her life, she wanted to escape from Weston. She quickly turned around and drove the other away.
âItâs just a coincidence⦠she told herself. âItâs just a coincidenceâ¦
She wanted to drive away, but the Cullinan quickly reversed and turned in her direction. The car was coming for her. The car came rushing straight in her direction.
Bang! There was a loud noise.
After the loud bang, she lost control of the car and crashed into a guardrail on the side of the road. The front of the car was dented from the crash.