Chapter 136: A Troublemaker Like Her Is Hard to Kill
A few minutes ago, at the Vintage Club, Kelvin was discussing contract matters with an old friend when they suddenly heard screams coming from outside the window. He turned to look and saw a pink Lamborghini colliding with a blue sedan, blood splattering everywhere as the man on the ground groaned in pain.
Kelvin recognized the car and license plate – it was Cheyenne! She was being chased by someone! Realizing this, Kelvin’s mind went into chaos. Although he was sitting down, his eyes were fixed on the departing luxury car. He tried to convince himself that this had nothing to do with him; if Cheyenne died, it would make the world a better place.
Before he could finish that thought, his friend spoke up, “Kelvin, what are you thinking about? You seem distracted.”
The young man speaking wore a silver-gray three-piece suit that fit him perfectly and accentuated his slender figure like an evergreen tree. He had chestnut-colored short hair and eyes that shone like gemstone.
He and Kelvin had completely different temperaments. While Kelvin was frosty in demeanor, he exuded an air of tranquility akin to autumn moonlight mixed with gentle warmth. It was undoubtedly pleasant to be around him; this is why they’d been good friends for years
“Sam, something urgent has come up for me, so I have to go,” said Kelvin as he stood up and grabbed his phone before leaving the private room.
“Okay,” replied Sam calmly.
“Master Sam, we’ll be leaving now. We’ll discuss the collaboration next time. Sorry about this.” Chris didn’t understand what was going on with Mr. Foley. They were on the verge of finalizing the contract, and now he just decided to leave.
Fortunately, Master Sam was a magnanimous person and a friend of Mr. Foley. If it were someone else, things might have turned ugly on the spot.
Once outside of the private room, Kelvin immediately urged Chris to get the car to start.
“Mr. Foley, what happened? Should we head back to our company or go…?” to Miss Berry’s place. Before those last words could leave his lips, Kelvin sat down in the back seat of the car, then gave orders through slightly parted lips, “Bypass this alleyway, take shortcuts, and follow Cheyenne’s car.” What?
Mrs. Foley… How did she end up here?
Although filled with doubts inside, Chris obediently followed his boss’ orders, driving through the narrow alley with the accelerator pressed to the floor, chasing after Cheyenne.
they saw several blue sedans surrounding Mrs.
oppressive, with a powerful and cold aura emanating from Mr.
seem to favor Miss Berry so much and neglect Mrs. Foley?” Chris
ahead of them, with a gap of about two hundred
ahead at the fastest speed, and even raced through the red light, but
like a sudden thunder on a clear day, and the huge red mushroom cloud rose slowly
hit by four cars and
have happened to Mrs. Foley. With such a huge fire, how could a delicate girl
may have arrived
whistling wind in his ears subsided. Kelvin’s voice came through from
Chris’ first time seeing Mr. Foley
don’t believe it. How could a troublemaker like her die
and the light in them dimmed for
Cheyenne, she… died?
How was this possible!
interested in personal gain and afraid of death, how
a petite figure lying awkwardly in the green belt on the side of the
covered in injuries, resembling a little rabbit that had
he saw that she
was
Cheyenne had a knack for surviving. She wouldn’t die so easily. His joy had barely lasted for three seconds when Kelvin
hurry up and
“Yes, Mr. Foley.”
to look at her battered body and secretly breathed
had finally caught
with a man leaning against the railing. He had a slender figure
doctors in white
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