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.”

wouldn’t expose their employer’s

heels in hand, a smirk playing on her lips and a glint

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the air, the ten gangsters raised

Beep beep beep!

horn blared

suddenly spun into view, executing a

The driver had changed.

driving skills got Tim benched by Edgar, his wages docked

stone-faced, then dismounted

tall frame, topping 6’2″, striding forward with a swagger that whipped up a gust, his aura was so potent that it seemed he had a crew of ten in

gangsters were

eyes, black as obsidian, brimmed with deadly intent. Edgar

hastily grabbed their clubs, entangling themselves in a brawl with

in shining armor, eased

was more than pleased to let someone

reckoned with, fierce and swift. Within minutes, he had

which echoed ominously, Edgar’s eyes seemed as deep as a

so intimidated by Edgar’s stare that his knees buckled, and he fell to the ground in

I’ll never bother

heels clicking against the ground. With one hand,

know. We’re just hired gangsters, taking whatever work comes our way, as long as the

going to talk,

hand, Grace slapped him across the

demeanor. Noticing Edgar’s icy stare from the corner of his eye, he burst

no, Goddess! I swear I really don’t know. The guy was generous with his money, asked us to

online…?Ah!”

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kick sent him sprawling into

a sickening crunch, he spat out a mouthful of

unconscious.

and she whipped around to

really stomach hearing more? The depravity of these scu m s is off the charts! Were you really considering letting him off the h o o

When he discovered

and it wasn’t up to others

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

was nothing short

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.

took for naive righteousness was nothing but

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

rolled her eyes

she

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