Chapter 42

"Not necessarily. His face got mutilated. It could be anyone."

"That's right. Felix has been on the run for so long. He wouldn’t be so easily killed... Request that our team cleans up the mess. We still have a long road ahead of us."

"Yes, Ms. Madeline."

As Madeline sat inside, Albert was about to start the car, but Madeline stopped him.

"Hide. Someone is coming."

Several cars pulled up in front of the villa as soon as Madeline finished speaking.

She carefully adjusted the seat's angle, peered out the window at the people, and at once picked out the most notable man in the crowd.

Noah!

Why is he here?

Fortunately, Madeline asked Albert to park the car in the parking space behind the green belt before they entered the villa; otherwise, they would have been found by now.

It would be difficult to explain their presence if they happened to run into them.

"Ms. Madeline, is that Mr. Quincy? Is it possible that he is also looking into the old man's death?"

"Perhaps," Madeline replied somewhat perfunctorily.

She was unable to comprehend how Noah operated.

Is he also looking into it?

Why?!

Didn't he insist she was the murderer?

Her thoughts were a little befuddled.

Noah seemed to have realized that the person inside was dead and soon left with his men.

Madeline and Albert waited for a while before driving away.

Unsurprisingly, they were being followed as soon as they drove out of the villa area.

was still bleeding heavily, which was dripping down

the entire way, clearly not intending to let them

her hand and devised an escape

tunnel one mile ahead, and that's where we

"Okay!"

the steering wheel tightly and floored the gas

effect, and when they got back out,

vehicle kept going, but instead of picking up speed as it had before, it slowed down gradually and made a sharp

a sigh of relief as she watched the two SUVs

wore off. Their car turned from white to black as the

waiting there anxiously when they arrived back at

they had returned safely, he rushed up to them and exclaimed, "Are

fine. Albert has been hurt.

to bandage up!" Andy quickly took Madeline's uninjured arm, turned around, and greeted the

struggled to pull her arm free from his embrace and sat on the

expertly massaged her legs. "Boss, I just found out you had a run-in with an assassin in the hospital. Did you see who

someone dared to act erratically

person who had tampered with the car.

thought it was a

just look after Colt. How is he

to sleep when he realized you weren't there. The wound on his body is almost fully healed, but the wound

very young, and his face was disfigured as a result. He required

just thinking about

who threw him off the

that I'm hurt, I won't go see him. Help me look after him during these few

worry, boss. I guarantee to

a pat on the

even bother changing her clothes. She leaned back on the sofa and

still dazed when she

someone nearby, she

come to it until she heard that cold,

you're awake. Stop pretending to be asleep. Get

hurt so much that she couldn't keep

felt like throwing up. She felt as if she had opened her mouth but

only be

her and questioning her. That person's

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