The impact triggered the car’s airbags, knocking Grace into her seat. She lost control of the car as she was pinned between the airbag and her seat.

The car’s front end caved into itself, and the car was thrown into the middle of the road before

.coming to a stop.

However, the dump truck backed up a little before crashing into the car again. Then, it sped away. This was cold–blooded murder.

The reporters who had been following them didn’t dare approach the car for fear that there would be a gas leak and that the resulting explosion would hurt them.

Only a handful still had enough sense to call an ambulance with trembling hands. As the dust settled, a black Bentley arrived.

The man who got out was handsome but frowning. He ran toward the ruined car. His slender

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The reporters quickly began snapping photos and trying to get a better look. “Why does that man look so familiar?”

“That’s Xander Fulton!”

“It’s Xander Fulton of Fulton Group!”

feel warm blood pooling around the back of her neck,

“Gracie!”

was calling for her.

feel her eyelids getting heavier.

the wreck like a savior from heaven,

Grace out.

his chest and listened to his strong

Caleb…” she said with

her until she couldn’t keep her eyes open

siblings to a hospital, Caleb only

But Grace…

sign above the operation theater worriedly. When the surgeon walked out

blood and will need an immediate transfusion. However,

replied in a calm, .self–assured voice, “Take

happened, he had still been drinking. Fortunately, Larry had heard about what

doctor was sweating heavily. Every second he wasted meant

Type RhD

froze. “So what

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your own family’s

I can smell the alcohol on

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