Why didn’t she think of this before?
But now, as she settled for less, she found it was all too late.
Why doesn’t that old dog Carter Quincy just die, why won’t he die!
A trace of ferocity flashed in Olivia Smith’s eyes.
At that mont, Thomas Smith suddenly looked her way, causing her heart to panic. She quickly hid her emotions and flashed a smile.
"Second brother."
"You’re awake."
"Mm, I’ll wash my face first, then we’ll head to the hospital."
"Okay."
anwhile, inside the rented apartnt where Carter Quincy lived, the door was pried open, and several masked n burst into her ho.
"What... what do you want?"
"Soone said you know too much and wants to take you out. You’re Carter Quincy, right?"
Upon hearing this from the masked man, Carter Quincy was so frightened she wet herself.
The pungent sll of urine caused the masked n to frown.
"Damn, what a bad luck."
The masked man stepped forward and slapped Carter Quincy directly.
Carter Quincy, who had already been scared silly, was jolted back to her senses by the slap, scrambling awkwardly to retreat.
"You... you’ve got the wrong person. I’m not Carter Quincy. You’ve got the wrong person."
"Really?"
The leader of the masked n glanced at his subordinate and said:
"Check the photo Miss Smith sent."
Miss Smith?
Upon hearing this title, Carter Quincy imdiately thought of Olivia Smith.
Damn, that little wench actually wants to kill soone to keep them quiet.
I didn’t go after her, yet she dared to send assassins to scare . You little brat, just you wait!
A trace of ferocity flashed in Carter Quincy’s eyes, and maybe because she was too angry, or perhaps resigned to her fate, she no longer feared facing these tall masked n.
As they glanced her way, she suddenly dashed to the balcony and shouted desperately, "Help! Murder! Help! Murder..."
She thought those masked n would surely rush over to drag her back, but she had already used all her strength, clinging tightly to the balcony railing and shouting loudly towards downstairs.
In the neighborhood, many people looked her way, and as if seeing a savior, she continued to shout for help, "Help! Murder! Murder..."
Seeing people really coming upstairs, Carter Quincy turned back to look at the masked n and said:
"The security guards are going to co up soon. If you dare to kill ..."
Carter Quincy had no real hope, only holding onto a belief like "a dead pig isn’t afraid of boiling water." To her surprise, those masked n rely exchanged glances and then turned to leave.
Carter Quincy: "..."
In that instant, Carter Quincy was shocked by the masked n’s straightforward actions, and when she gathered her thoughts, several residents she had called over appeared at her door.
Looking at the ss inside and the inexplicable sll of urine, they couldn’t help but frown.
Despite that, they still mustered the courage to ask, "Soone tried to kill you just now? Where are they?"
"They... they left."
The hoowners who ca to rescue her, hearing her answer, furrowed their brows even deeper.
Would murderers leave so straightforwardly without even thinking of fighting them?
Yet seeing the pried-open door lock, they chose to believe her for the mont.
"Should we call the police for you?"
One of the hoowners asked.
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