Spoiled by the Silver Fox

Chapter 732

Chapter 732

Sullivan's chauffeur was covered in blood, his face a grisly mask as he turned to Sullivan and said, "Mr. Sullivan, we've been in an accident. Someone rammed our car on purpose."

Sullivan saw it too.

Ahead, a black SUV was parked.

Perched inside was a man in a baseball cap.

The dim streetlights revealed the scar running down his face and his sinister features.

His eyes, cold and lethal, belonged to that of a professional hitman.

Sullivan's brow furrowed slightly as he asked, "Can you still drive?"

The driver, dazed and confused, muttered, "No. I can't."

"Don't panic. I'll call 911 for you. Just lie down and rest for a bit, don't move."

"Thanks."

The driver couldn't hold on any longer and slumped over the steering wheel.

After Sullivan dialed 911 and hung up, he noticed Emily's face had turned ghostly pale.

you calling the

time," Sullivan replied,

stop, and with the driver out cold, was now stepping out and heading their

more thugs emerged from

like they were straight out of a gangster

darkened as he instructed, "Go to

you?" Emily asked,

her hair with a smile, "If I make it back, I'll buy you a lollipop tomorrow.

you mean if you die, there'll be no one to remember

"That's right."

a sharp pang in

"Okay. I promise. But I'd much

"I'll try my best."

Sullivan

car keys, jumped out of

car,

locked it behind

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four thugs, all of whom seemed trained in

car window, Emily watched as Sullivan moved with a grace and precision that belied the night, his movements more befitting of an assassin than

there were

outnumbered, Sullivan began

climbed up from the floor and asked, "Emily, what's

went out