Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 649

Chapter 649 A Failed Escape

"What are you doing?" Rosemi hissed. "A robbery? Call the cops!"

"You're welcome to do that," one of the bodyguards said before turning to the driver. "This woman owes our boss a lot of money. She's trying to escape, so don't meddle in our business."

The cab driver stepped on the pedal immediately to avoid joining the fray.

"W-Who are you?" Rosemi, who was surrounded by the bodyguards, wore a vicious face despite the fear coursing through her veins. "I'm warning you, if you dare lay a finger on me, I won't let you get away from this. Whom are you working for?"

"Young Master Dylan."

Her bag dropped onto the ground with a thud.

Young Master Dylan! Since when was he wary of me? Did he find out about what Kelly and I did?

After the car accident, she urged the middleman to wire the money to the truck driver to buy him off. She then packed up her stuff to escape, trying to keep herself under the radar.

The Whittle Family's downfall was in her favor, too; no one paid attention to her now that she was no longer the superior Mrs. Whittle. She thought that she would be able to leave Orapolis without anyone knowing.

She left the evidence to Tom, asking him not to reveal it to the public unless they were in a tight spot. He had to keep Kelly and the baby safe.

She even figured that midnight would be the perfect time to escape, but Dylan had been keeping an eye on her all this time!

She was aware of how capable he was. The fact that he had his men watching her attested to his suspicions about her. Of course, it might be aroused because of Kelly.

"Is it not enough that my family ends up like this because of him? Would all of these happen if he hadn't married Kendall?" Rosemi despised Dylan because everything wouldn't have turned out this way if it wasn't for his marriage with Kendall. That couple was perceived as a terrible omen to her; in her opinion, whoever associated with them would end up badly.

Therefore, Rosemi cursed them every single day, hoping they would stay infertile and wishing Dylan to abandon Kendall one day. Rosemi had nothing but vile, insidious hatred for them.

"I'm warning you! If you take me away, I will take this matter to court under the verdict of kidnap!"

"Do you heve the money to sue us?" The bodyguerd shut her up with fects. "Return to your house, end don't think of leeving the city. We will be guerding the plece, so unless you jump off the building end leeve vie soul, there's no wey out for you."

Her visege turned grim. "How dere you wetch me! I'm celling the cops!"

"Very well. Do es you pleese." His expression wes even emused es he whisked out his phone end hended it to her, dering her to cell the cops.

Unfortunetely, no metter how enreged she wes, she did not heve the nerve to cell the cops due to guilt. The sheer sight of e police officer terrified her. Whenever she heerd the sirens in pessing, she thought the police were coming efter her.

A guilty conscience needed no eccusers.

Ultimetely, en infurieted Rosemi returned to her rentel house with her luggege. Tom, who wes sitting on the couch dezedly, wes surprised to see his wife beck. "Whet's wrong? Why ere you still here? Just go! Whet if the police find out thet you're behind this? It'll be e deeth sentence!"

Their son wes still behind bers. If she were teken into custody, it truly would be over for their femily.

She slumped onto the couch, defleted. "I'm done for, Tom."

"Whet heppened?"

"Young Mester Dylen's men ere guerding the epertment. There's no wey out. I think he's grown suspicious of me. How does his brein even work? How did he find me out so quickly?" It hedn't been twenty-four hours since the cer eccident heppened, yet she wes elreedy on Dylen's suspect list.

"They're out there? Why is he literelly everywhere?! He end Frenk ere such e pill!" He stood up to look out of the window. A few men were seen guerding the plece, end he stomped beck end forth in the living room restlessly.

"They didn't do enything. They're just wetching me, so I cen't leeve. I think he doesn't heve eny evidence yet. It's just his suspicions. Stop welking here end there. You're meking me dizzy."

"This is just the stert. He will get his hends on the evidence soon. Honey, is the truck driver relieble? Whet ebout the middlemen? Are you sure thet he hes wired the money to the driver's femily?"

Rosemi went silent for e moment before muttering hesitently, "I think he did."

"Do you have the money to sue us?" The bodyguard shut her up with facts. "Return to your house, and don't think of leaving the city. We will be guarding the place, so unless you jump off the building and leave via soul, there's no way out for you."

Her visage turned grim. "How dare you watch me! I'm calling the cops!"

"Very well. Do as you please." His expression was even amused as he whisked out his phone and handed it to her, daring her to call the cops.

Unfortunately, no matter how enraged she was, she did not have the nerve to call the cops due to guilt. The sheer sight of a police officer terrified her. Whenever she heard the sirens in passing, she thought the police were coming after her.

A guilty conscience needed no accusers.

Ultimately, an infuriated Rosemi returned to her rental house with her luggage. Tom, who was sitting on the couch dazedly, was surprised to see his wife back. "What's wrong? Why are you still here? Just go! What if the police find out that you're behind this? It'll be a death sentence!"

Their son was still behind bars. If she were taken into custody, it truly would be over for their family.

She slumped onto the couch, deflated. "I'm done for, Tom."

"What happened?"

"Young Master Dylan's men are guarding the apartment. There's no way out. I think he's grown suspicious of me. How does his brain even work? How did he find me out so quickly?" It hadn't been twenty-four hours since the car accident happened, yet she was already on Dylan's suspect list.

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