The woman walked up to them again, exaggerating the side-to-side motion of her hips. She made her voice about an octave higher. "You know, I've got a birthday coming up soon. Know how old I'll be? 18. If you could help , I'd be really grateful..."
'She's only eighteen! And she's pretty too!' The n in the car were obviously taken with her. While the driver hesitated, the woman suddenly pressed the unlock button next to her. The chanism made a sound and the door was unlocked.
Under the driver's vigilant eyes, she opened the door and said in a soft voice, "Don't worry. I just want you to see what you'll be getting."
Then, the woman moved quicker than the eye could see. She pulled the car keys from the ignition and threw them in the bushes. After making sure they couldn't find the car keys without a concentrated search, she clapped her hands and turned around to look at the n in the car with a smile.
The three n in the car knew sothing was up now, so two of them got out of the car to deal with her.
Before they could do anything, they were ambushed by two n who jumped to the ground from the small hill next to them. They advanced on the n threatening Erica. A short tussle ensued, where one of the attackers waited for the thug to attack him, then stepped inside his attack and took him down with a series of palm strikes and a knee to the gut. Another thug brandished his gun, and got it taken away from him—and his arm broken.
Erica was quick and accurate. She took the man who was fighting with her to the ground as fast as she could, employing so joint locks.
Then she ran to their car to look for the drone.
It was on the back seat! She successfully grabbed the broken drone, and then the three of them ran away as fast as they could.
Back in her own car, Erica patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she had gotten the drone back. If they decided to look into it, they would find out in short order that she was the one who bought it.
On their way back, they passed by the Champion Group. Looking at the tall building through the car window, Erica suddenly recognized the man she'd captured on video.
Because of this, she asked the driver to head to ZL Group. She had to find Matthew before she did anything else. He needed to know.
The car stopped at the entrance to the main offices of ZL Group. Heedless of her image, Erica rushed into the company, drone in hand.
If the driver hadn't been there to run interference for her, the security guards would have caught Erica. She ran past them so fast they could only catch the barest glimpse of her.
Erica entered her husband'
n-law wanted.
As for Phoebe, she was in a better situation than her sister. Although Nathan's tombstone in the mountains was a grim reminder of the price they paid for challenging Matthew, she reclaid a piece of land and lived an idyllic life.
Matthew chuckled when he heard what Erica said. "I've known about this for a long ti."
"What?" Erica was staggered at the thought. So Matthew knew all this ti there was sothing wrong with Neville.
"I don't think I stuttered." Matthew felt a little guilty and realized that he should have told her earlier.
Erica was a little upset and asked, "Then what else do you know?"
"I also know that there's sothing up at the Parasol Resort, not to ntion Parasol Mountain." Erica had been taking it easy, healing for more than two months. And it turned out Matthew and his buddies were not idle. Gifford's n had already found a way into the Parasol Resort.
"Then why didn't you tell ?" Erica asked unhappily.
"Honey, don't worry about it. Just run your business. When we're almost done, I'll let you do the last step!"
'The last step?' She pouted and asked happily, "What's the last step?"
"Take all the evidence and give it to the police. Let's sit back and watch Michel and his n get hauled off to jail,"
said Matthew. Erica was in a gloomy mood after hearing that. Her four sons could do that as easily as she could!
It was an insult to her intelligence!
Erica didn't say anything for a long ti. Matthew knew what was on her mind, so he comforted her patiently for a while. Finally, he hung up the phone after telling he'd get back to her later that night.
Sitting in her office, Erica pondered over a confounding conundrum—were her enemies too powerful or was she just useless?
Reviews
All reviews (0)