The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 138

The tremendous force caused Paisley's body to lift off the ground, crash heavily against the windshield, and then roll down.

She was hit so hard that her mind went blank, with a constant buzzing sound, and her consciousness began to fade. Only when Serena's heart-wrenching cry reached her did her dazed mind gradually return. "Mom! Mom! Don't die! I'm scared! Mom!"

"I'm not dead-" Paisley breathed heavily, weakly responding to Serena. She struggled to hold herself up, raising her head to look at Serena in the back seat.

Seeing that Serena was unharmed, Paisley finally breathed a sigh of relief. Enduring the pain in her body, she struggled to crawl to the back, unbuckled Serena's seatbelt, and carefully checked her from head to toe. "Are you okay? Tell me if you're hurting anywhere."

Serena's face was drenched in tears, clearly frightened. She shook her head. "It doesn't hurt. I'm fine." The post-traumatic fear overwhelmed Paisley, and she tightly hugged Serena to her chest. Despite her strength throughout the ordeal, she finally choked up. "It's okay, it's okay, Rena. Don't be scared. We're okay."

Knock-knock-someone was knocking on the car window. The car accident had drawn the attention of nearby onlookers, and some had already called the police for help.

"Hey! Are you okay? Do you need an ambulance?" The person knocking was a truck driver, who had also been startled by the incident. Although he wasn't fully at fault, being involved in a fatality was bad luck. Fortunately, the car had swerved at the last moment and crashed into a tree, or the consequences would have been dire.

The truck driver glanced at the driver's seat of the taxi and saw Jeremy slumped with his eyes rolled back, which scared him even more. "Hey! What's going on here? Is this guy alive or dead?"

Paisley slowly rolled down the window and spoke to the truck driver, "Please, call the police."

The truck driver nodded. "I've already called. They'll be here soon. Is he dead?"

Paisley glanced at Jeremy. "He's not dead, just unconscious."

The needle she had used wouldn't kill him in a short time. Before the police arrived, she needed to pull out the silver needle.

It wasn't until this moment that she slumped weakly in the seat, the tight knot in her heart finally

didn't relax for long. After a few seconds of

expected, there was no evidence in the phone that Marissa

in Jeremy's actions, it was very likely that only Jeremy would face legal consequences. Marissa would continue to roam free, plotting her next attempt to murder

her teeth, her mind working rapidly-she had to find evidence before the police arrived. Suddenly, her gaze fell on the car's dashcam.

memory card, insert it into her portable computer, and copy the content,

recent footage, one by one. Fortunately, Jeremy was usually lazy, so the footage wasn't extensive. She quickly found evidence of

as

removed the silver needle from Jeremy's neck. However, even after paramedics dragged

her tightly. It seemed like she had been

don't worry; we're fine

knowledge, but still, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken. "Physically, she's fine, but what about mentally? The poor child must be terrified!

filled with

taken from the dashcam to Lucy. "Give this to

the criminal's actions." After that, she got

We still need to cooperate with the police

Serena," Paisley said before closing the door, stepping on the accelerator, and

car, she

quickly answered the phone. Clearly, there were a lot of people

sneered, "Where

"At my parents' house."

"How about Marissa?"

clearly didn't understand why Paisley was asking,

Paisley said, hanging up the phone. She floored the gas pedal,