My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Inside the BMW.

The man who had returned to the car was asked by his companions, “Were they tracking us?”

“No,” the man replied with a sly smile. “Just a rich girl and her toy boy.”

“How do you know she’s a rich girl?”

“I saw her when she entered the motel. With a flashy car like that and dressed in an evening gown, it was obvious she came from some fancy event.”

“Good eye, my friend! You’re quite observant!”

“Once we finish this job, I’m getting myself a sports car!”

“Yeah! After this job, we’ll buy sports cars and villas and invite beautiful ladies for parties!”

The occupants of the car cheered excitedly.

“What’s going on with the car behind us?”

They all looked at the car behind them in unison.

Logan was driving, and Esther was fighting for control of the steering wheel. The sports car wobbled unsteadily on the open road. Just as the men in the BMW were enjoying the spectacle, the sports car unexpectedly rammed into the BMW.

BMW took

opened the sports car’s door and shouted

the damaged car impatiently, looking at the point of impact. “Why are you so

BMW got

adopting the attitude of an affluent woman, and asked, “How much will it cost to repair

men were

over to Esther with a menacing look and said aggressively,

I’m filthy rich?!” Esther swiftly wrote a check and handed it

the check from her, tore it into pieces, then casually put it

insane, aren’t you?” Esther

may be

wad of cash from her car and handed it to the

walked around the car, hopped inside,

sports car drive off,

spectacle greatly amused the

“Get lost!”

men in the BMW burst

humiliated, Logan

men in the

in sight, Logan took out his phone and checked a