Chapter 644

Flustered, Megan quickly Looked around, hoping to find anyone to turn to for help. But there was

nobody else except the four of them. She didn’t even see her bodyguards.

She inhaled sharply and shouted to the three surrounding her, “This is a crime!”

Debbie found a block of stone and sat on it. Squinting at Megan, she said casually, “I know my

husband cares for you, but don’t forget, he cares for me more. Do you think my husband would lock me

up if I killed you? Worst case scenario, I still have someone else to save me Like Mr.

Loftus, Hayden…”

Of course, Debbie just brought up these two names to brag. She didn’t really think that Curtis and

Hayden would get themselves in trouble for her sake, had she been locked up in jail. But Megan didn’t

know that, and it was possible they might be able to pull some strings and get her out. Of course, she

might lose Carlos in the deal, and she wasn’t willing to bank on that.

Megan got even more frightened, her face now white as a sheet.

“Just calm down!” she said in a shaky voice.

“Calm down?” Debbie snorted. She stood up, drew closer to her and looked into her eyes as she

whispered with resentment, “When I fell into the river with my car, I was really calm. You know why?

Because I felt despair. I was ready to give up and quietly waited for my last breath!”

Overwhelmed by the great fear, Megan slowly stepped backward with each word Debbie said.

“Why did I bring you here? I want you to feel the same way I did. Megan, do you want to have a talk

with death?”

Debbie said as she backed her to the edge of the river where there was no guardrail. A one-meter tall

warning sign was visible on one side with the words: DANGER! DEEP WATER!

Megan tightly clutched a branch of a small tree, her heart pounding.

Taking a deep breath, she apologized.

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.

Please, I didn’t want you to get into an accident…” ‘No. I don’t want to die now…’ she exclaimed in her

mind.

“You’re sorry?” Suddenly, Debbie heard a car squeal to a halt behind her. Somebody came. If her

guess was right, it should be Carlos who had come to save Megan.

And she was certain of her guess when she saw Megan shed crocodile tears again. Debbie had

threatened her for a bit now, but she didn’t even shed a tear. Now, as soon as her Prince Charming

came, she began to cry…

The next second, a familiar voice came to Debbie’s ears, “Debbie, get over here now!”

Debbie turned her head around to glance at Carlos. The sullen man stood on higher ground some

distance away, glaring at her with his sharp and piercing eyes, his face serious

Emmett, worry written all over his face, also tried to persuade her.

“Tomboy, cool your jets. It’s not…” He wanted to say it wasn’t worth risking her future just to get

revenge on Megan. But he swallowed his words as Carlos was right next to him. He didn’t think much

of Megan, but Carlos did. And it wasn’t worth letting his boss know. His personal feelings weren’t

necessary for him to do his job, and he knew that. He also knew that he could be replaced at a

moment’s whim, and he’d been on thin ice more than a few times where Carlos was concerned.

He hurriedly tagged along with Carlos, rushing towards the group.

Seeing Carlos darting towards her like an arrow flown from a bow,

Debbie got anxious. She lost her composure and glared at Megan with resentment.

“I meant what I said.”