Thump!

Brodie felt a stab at his heart and opened up his mouth to barf up a mouthful of crimson.

How cruel you are, Lily. Even your leaving is so blunt and callous.

In this moment, Brodie's heart was torn to pieces.

In accompaniment to a police siren, several policemen cruised in. “Which one of you made the report?”

The agent quickly responded, “I did, officers. I was the one who called you in. This b*stard did not even say anything before he started beating me up and he was really stubborn and refuses to apologize.”

The officer walked toward Brodie. “Hey, what's your name? Get back up on your feet quickly and come along to assist with the investigations.”

The reflectiveness of the handcuffs in the policeman's hand roused a shimmer of indignity within Brodie.


Is my life going to end on such a disappointing note? No, I cannot accept this! All my life, I, Brodie Turner, have only been blessed with great wealth. How could I allow myself to die in such abject misery? Everything that had befallen me is the doing of Sheldon Guerrero and Emma Jones. Even if I should die, I'm going to take them down with me!

In the depths of his despair, he had lost all sense of reason and blamed everything on Zeke.

Brodie flipped himself upright onto his feet. In the same motion, he grabbed a fruit knife from the car and pointed it at his own neck.

“Stay where you are, all of you. Come any closer, and I'd kill myself right where I stand!”

The policemen immediately paused in their tracks to counsel him, “Calm down, buddy. You may have hurt someone but his injuries aren't so serious that they'll lead to criminal charges. We only need you to come with us to have your statement taken, and nothing more. But should you keep this up, you're only going make things worse for yourself.”

“Haha!” Brodie guffawed maniacally. “That is exactly what I have in mind. The worse the better. Just you wait, those who let me down and pushed me around. I'd make all of you pay with your lives!”

Brodie jumped into his own car and scuttled off like a bat out of hell.

The officers' expressions were grim, for they realized that Brodie might be out to harm someone. Hence, they hastened to get into their own car and gave chase.

However, the fugitive Brodie drove with such reckless abandon that it did not take too long before the patrol car lost sight of him.

At the same time, Sheldon, too, was in a fiery mood inside the Intercontinental Group's hot spring resort.

In spite of all the meticulous planning he did and expenses made out to get on Lucy's good side, he was not able to clinch Project Mitxel in the end. On top of that, they had lost the favor of Rhett Mitxel, the project's overseer, no thanks to Lucy's indiscretion.

The Intercontinental Group's losses were substantial this time and Sheldon was that close to wanting to tear Lucy to pieces for it.

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