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.

calling the

time," Sullivan replied,

with

alone-three more thugs emerged from the

looking like they were straight out of a

he instructed, "Go to the back

you?" Emily asked, her

it back, I'll buy you a lollipop tomorrow. If not, remember

die, there'll be no one to

"That's right."

a

I promise. But I'd much

"I'll try my best."

Sullivan bent down,

the car keys, jumped

car,

locked it behind

swnov

was one man facing four thugs, all of whom seemed trained in

as Sullivan moved with a grace and precision that belied the night, his movements more befitting of an assassin than the thugs Ke faced. His actions were

were too many

outnumbered, Sullivan

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

in trouble. Sullivan went out