Chapter 22

Grace gritted her teeth, refusing to slow down, but accelerated and seemed to want to die with them.

The two black cars in front were taken aback as she charged forward unblinkingly, sending shivers down their spines.

In the heart-stopping final two seconds before impact, both black cars synchronized, retreating half a yard.

The petite Santana just squeezed through the gap.

Before she could catch her breath, the two black cars were tailing her like hounds on a

scent.

Grace wanted to get rid of them, but the acceleration of her little Santana just couldn’t shake the tailgating black cars.

She bit her lip, a cool resolve settling in her heart.

Via the rear-view mirror, Grace took a quick count of the occupants of the black cars. Including the driver, each car carried five people.

In total, ten men, each one seeming a hulking brute.

If it came down to a war of attrition, Grace’d be toast, but if she could outsmart them, she might have a fighting chance of around sixty to seventy percent.

In for a penny, in for a pound, Grace thought. Today’s just been one of those days, might as well have a go.

Bring it on!

Having made up her mind, Grace parked her car with steely resolve on the outskirts of an abandoned building.

The two black cars stopped right after, disgorging ten burly men in unison.

They held crude clubs in their hands, looking fierce.

Grace leaned against her car, hands in her pockets, nonchalantly taking in the scene.

When the gangsters caught sight of her sizzling figure beneath the skin-tight white dress, their eyes nearly popped out.

Today’s job was going to be a real windfall!

Grace cooll y eyed each of them, her red lips parting to ask, “So, who sent you here?”

The head of the gangsters, eyes full of lecherous intent, retorted, “Don’t blame us, sweetheart. You’ve only got yourself to blame for ruffling the wrong feathers.”

they wouldn’t expose their employer’s name, Grace didn’t bother with further

and a glint of cold determination in

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air, the ten gangsters raised their clubs

Beep beep beep!

shrill car horn blared from somewhere

spun into view, executing a

The driver had changed.

by Edgar,

then dismounted from

gust, his aura was so potent that it seemed he had a crew of ten in his

were all

with deadly intent. Edgar

the rest of the gangsters hastily grabbed their

Edgar had come to play the knight in shining armor, eased her high heels back on,

was more than pleased to let someone else take

and swift. Within minutes, he had taken down nine gangsters,

which echoed ominously, Edgar’s eyes seemed as

knees buckled, and

never bother the lady again. I beg you,

Grace stepped forward, her high heels clicking against the ground. With one hand, she yanked the head up by his collar, her gaze menacing, “Who sent you

comes our way, as long as the price is right.

not going to talk,

free hand, Grace

was shell-shocked by Grace’s fierce demeanor. Noticing Edgar’s icy stare from

really don’t know. The guy was generous

online…?Ah!”

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a kick sent him sprawling into

he spat out a mouthful

unconscious.

around to

“Could you really stomach hearing more? The depravity of these scu m s is off the

discovered what those people planned to do to Grace, his

was once his ex-wife and it wasn’t up to others to lay a hand on

who was she to question him? Didn’t that person deserve to

naive righteousness was

look. “You knocked him out cold with one hit, the guy didn’t feel a thing. He should’ve been conscious, squirming in pain. Living a

Edgar was left gobsmacked.

He had misjudged.

for naive righteousness was

today’s incident. You can rest easy, there’s

rolled her eyes

said she

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