Since they had to be quick, the truck engine was not turned off.

And as soon as he got into the truck, Yannick spun the wheel while flooring the gas pedal, sending the truck bounding straight toward the shadow.

"You made me do this! Die!"

He bellowed savagely as the truck closed in on the fleeing shadow, and as she turned in panic, he actually saw her face.

"It was her?!"

Yannick did a double take since he recognized the face-she was one of the journalists who had been anonymously tipped by Carlo Group to check out Zamri Hospital earlier today.

But now that she had found out about his plot, Yannick could not allow her to run and rat him out.

Otherwise, the commissioner's plan would be foiled, and even he would be fucked!

"Blame your own bad luck. You could've looked anywhere else, but you had to hide in that storeroom and see what we were doing!"

Smirking savagely, Yannick jammed his foot harder on the gas pedal.

thundering rumble of an

of the truck headlights, she spotted a savage but familiar face on the driver's seat even as she

"Die!"

the truck's engine bellowed as it shot forward, Jolie ultimately failed to outrun it

violent screeching of the truck's brakes and landed on the alley's floor unconscious, blood slowly flowing away

that, the people around the kiosks

the grunts, knowing that it was not the

Vroom!

truck's engine rumbled as it sped away, and all the grunts leapt inside while quickly closing the shutters of the storeroom and fled without looking

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Bang!

hand on her desk even as she exclaimed, "What? A journalist

had come to work in the morning as usual and was told the bad news even before she

she's not

night and reporting the case was wiping sweat off his

multiple ribs, some of

her heart and lungs. It's a miracle that she

that's not what I'm

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