The man in black realized the situation was unfavorable, imdiately jumped out of the car to escape, but was kicked to the ground by Jas Grant.
"Please, let go!"
The man in black, terrified, kneeled and begged for rcy before the man who seed like a grim reaper.
Sumr Monroe managed to regain her composure, suppressed the fear in her heart, and walked up.
"Tell , who sent you, who is behind this?"
The man in black hesitated, and the man behind him slightly tilted his head, staring at him.
That gaze was as if he was looking at a dead object, causing the man in black to urinate in fear instantly.
"I don’t know! The man only said, soone nad Sumr Monroe, her husband died, if we kidnap her, we’ll get ten million! I really don’t know who that person is!"
The words of the man in black made Sumr Monroe’s whole body stiffen.
In panic, she cursed, and then took out her phone to call the police.
"Won’t talk, huh? Then let the police interrogate you!"
Within minutes, the accident on The Argent River Bridge had alerted the police station and the ambulance.
The police arrived at the scene and took those people away; after a doctor briefly disinfected and bandaged Jas Grant, they also returned to the police station with them.
Sumr Monroe stood beside, looking at the wound on Jas Grant’s forehead.
Recalling how he disregarded everything, not even fearing death just to save her, stirred a pain in her heart.
She walked over and suddenly hugged him, her tone full of heartache.
"I’m sorry, it’s all my fault; I will take responsibility for you."
Jas Grant frowned, coldly pushed her away, and stood alone, every contour of his figure carrying a sharp chill.
"Sumr, don’t harbor any ill thoughts, or next ti, I’ll watch you die."
Sumr Monroe, extending her goodwill only to be coldly humiliated, bit her lower lip hard in embarrassnt.
"Why, didn’t you already make an appointnt to et last ti? You want to be with , don’t you? Lynn Yates is not suitable for you; in her heart, her career will always be more important than you!"
She spoke with conviction.
Jas Grant lowered his gaze slightly, the chaotic strands of hair couldn’t hide the scar on his forehead, his lips pressed down as if suppressing the blood that surged up.
"Whether I marry or not has nothing to do with you; as for you and , there is no chance."
"You!"
Surrounded by onlookers, Sumr Monroe was extrely embarrassed.
She gave him a fierce glare and turned away.
He stood straight in place, his abyss-deep eyes turned back, but unexpectedly saw soone.
He was stunned.
The Grant Family received the news and hurried to the police station.
And Evelyn Clayton, upon receiving the call, imdiately put down her work, intensely sped across the road in a car, almost having an accident.
Arriving at the police station, she barely dared to breathe as she ran over frantically.
At that mont she saw Sumr Monroe hugging Jas Grant.
This scene, like a massive hamr, struck her heart fiercely.
In excruciating pain, blood oozed out.
Her lips slightly parted, her face flushed from running, sweat streaming down her forehead, the original anxiety and fear in her heart completely ignited in that mont.
"Evelyn Clayton?"
Jas Grant ca to himself, his face clouded and extrely complicated, yet his voice was hoarse and extrely unpleasant to hear.
Three words.
Yet they completely shattered all of Evelyn Clayton’s disguises and defenses.
As if suffocating, she strained to lift her jaw, gasping for breath with her mouth wide open.
Every breath caused sharp pain in her chest, making it unbearable.
As he took a few steps forward, she retreated a few steps.
Her throat seed to be choked, Evelyn Clayton couldn’t utter a word, staggering a few steps back.
The corners of her red lips gradually curved into a sad smile.
Before Jas Grant could co forward to explain, Evelyn Clayton turned and ran desperately.
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