Chapter 311

Jacqueline's face turned white as a sheet. "Is it the Jacobsons? Do they want me dead?"

As they spoke, their enemy had taken the time to shatter the white sedan's

windshield violently.

"Ms. Sanders, I'll hold them off. Run!" Peter yelled as he rushed to fight their assailants head-on.

Another round of gunfire erupted because of his actions.

Jacqueline frantically opened the car door, kicked her heels off, and ran for her life.

The individuals Stephen had sent after her head were experienced mercenaries who had spent years training abroad. Each of them was highly skilled in combat.

Although Peter was a well-trained bodyguard with excellent skills, he stood no chance against these mercenaries.

Hence, Peter was quickly subdued.

another in his left arm. Sure enough, the

assailants' leader ordered, "Take him away. We don't want him

came over within minutes, dragging

against his grip, spitting curses, "Let

hesitate to slap her across the face hard. Jacqueline's cheek swelled as blood trickled from

talking, and I'll rip your tongue out." The leader didn't bother raising his voice. However, his menacing demeanor and the tone he

was frightened by his words. So, she obediently held her tongue and dared not put up

her on sight, that meant that Stephen had no intention of killing her just yet. Therefore, these people were only

sealed her mouth with tape, and covered her head with a

a bumpy one. She had no idea how long it took before the vehicle

hay. After a short

her bones threatening to

thud. The pain was so intense that

her lips had been sealed, she couldn't make a sound. Thus, her fear

sound of footsteps coming closer

her head. When the bag was pulled off her, it immediately revealed her disheveled hair and frightened eyes. She couldn't stop herself from letting

bag. He's worried that you might suffocate. After all, your premature

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