"Boom boom!!"
The large door was suddenly pushed down by sothing, and a line of people appeared at the entrance.
Evan Yancy imdiately saw Samantha Sullivan pinned by several n beneath them, and his mind went blank, a rage he’d never felt before instantly spreading through his chest.
He swiftly drew his gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
In the previous mont, the n were assaulting Samantha Sullivan, but in the next, they were shot between the eyes and collapsed to the side.
Samantha Sullivan breathed a sigh of relief. In that instant, her heart filled with an indescribable feeling, a voice shouting in her mind that he ca after all, knowing that he cared about her.
Thinking of this, Samantha slowly closed her eyes. She always knew this man cared for her, but she just refused to admit it.
The people standing by watched Evan Yancy’s ruthless actions and imdiately grew frightened. Before they could even cry for help, bullets were already flying toward their arms and legs.
They instantly broke into a cold sweat and knelt on the ground, biting their lips, not daring to utter a word.
"Samantha Sullivan..."
Evan Yancy called out, hurriedly went to her side, gently helped her up, his eyes reddened, his hands trembling as he dressed her.
"It’s over now, don’t worry."
Samantha Sullivan gave him a fleeting glance, then awkwardly averted her eyes.
She feared that if she continued looking, she wouldn’t be able to resist throwing herself into his arms, which at that mont felt like a warm harbor she irresistibly wanted to draw near.
"Samantha! Are you alright?"
Eleanor Hollis also walked in, and upon seeing the scene, she was terrified to death. The sound of gunshots made her knees weak, but those n deserved to die for daring to treat Samantha Sullivan that way!
Samantha Sullivan’s face finally softened. She shook her head and slowly stood up.
"It’s nothing."
Hugo Quinn followed Eleanor Hollis, his brow furrowing deeply as he noticed there were still living n.
"Who sent you?"
The n recognized Hugo Quinn and Evan Yancy; after all, these two faces were too famous in Serenford. They knew they had provoked the wrong people today and spoke in panic.
"We’re sorry, we’re sorry, we didn’t know she was your friend, please spare us, we beg you..."
Evan Yancy had no desire to listen to their nonsense. If they had arrived a little later, Samantha would have truly been defiled by those filthy n.
No tears without seeing the coffin!
"Bang bang!"
The mont the bullet was fired, n begging for rcy instantly turned into corpses. The others were so terrified they didn’t dare to make a sound, trembling and kneeling on the ground.
"I’ll only ask once, who sent you? You can choose not to answer or lie, but the outco will be the sa as your companions."
The n dared not hold onto any hope, wishing they could press their heads to the floor.
"It was... it was Miss Claire Shaw who sent us. She gave each of us half a million to kidnap the woman and record a video to ruin her reputation."
In this circle, who hadn’t heard the na Claire Shaw?
Evan Yancy curled his lips coldly. How could those high-and-mighty heiresses understand the consequences of such actions toward a girl? They only care about their own happiness and consistently dean life.
"Deal with it."
He said to those who accompanied him, giving Hugo Quinn a glance.
"Don’t try to talk out of it; there’s no discussion on this matter."
Hugo Quinn remained silent. If Eleanor Hollis had been treated that way, could he remain calm?
The answer was no. Hence, he completely understood Evan Yancy; Claire Shaw had truly gone too far this ti.
Claire Shaw had been waiting at ho for the video, but her phone never rang. A trace of unease welled up inside her, but she quickly suppressed it.
"Miss, you didn’t eat much this morning; would you like sothing?"
The servant knocked at the door cautiously.
Claire’s mood had been foul lately, making them all walk on eggshells. The Shaw Family coddled each other, and any slight mistake might cost them their jobs.
"I’m not hungry, have my parents returned yet?"
"Sir and Madam have gone to the Ford Family."
Claire nodded. She had cried a river in front of her parents last night about her feelings for Hugo Quinn. She believed they went to the Ford Family to discuss her matters.
She smiled; her family had always treated her like a treasured gem and never opposed her wishes.
As long as she persisted, the issue would succeed.
Then, she intended to use the video of Samantha to threaten Eleanor, forcing her to leave Hugo, or else she’d make the video public.
She believed Eleanor, for her friend’s sake, would be willing to leave Serenford and never return.
She fancied her sche flawless, yet didn’t realize Samantha had been rescued, and learning Claire Shaw was behind it all, Evan Yancy and Hugo Quinn were heading her way.
The Shaw Family’s gate was practically kicked open.
Servants working inside saw the overwhelming force of people coming and were too terrified to speak, imdiately looking for places to hide, while others hastily called the Shaw Family mbers.
Claire Shaw heard the noises below, furrowing her brow, and was about to get up to open the door when soone knocked on her room door.
Could it be the ones delivering the video?
A malicious grin appeared on her face, seemingly already envisioning Eleanor’s despair when threatened with it.
She opened the door, only to see Evan Yancy and Hugo Quinn standing there, and her expression faltered instantly, snapping,
"What are you doing here?"
Evan Yancy’s face was livid with rage, as he slowly began to speak.
"Was it you who sent people to kidnap Samantha Sullivan? Claire Shaw, I always thought you were just a pampered heiress with a kind heart. I never imagined you’d have soone treat a girl like that! Did you think about what would happen if Samantha were really defiled by those vagrants?!!"
Claire Shaw had never been questioned like this since birth. She imdiately retorted back.
"What happens to her has nothing to do with ! After all, I’m not the one suffering! Besides, that woman acts cheap as hell; maybe she’s been with countless n in secret, pretending to be pure! What do you an by questioning here? What does it have to do with you whoever I choose to ss with?"
She had no idea about the entanglent between Evan Yancy and Samantha Sullivan, so she spoke very defiantly, without any intention of apologizing.
Evan Yancy’s eyes turned dark, pulling out his gun and aiming it at her head.
Claire Shaw was utterly stunned by the scene; she never dread Evan Yancy would dare point a gun at her, questioning who he thought he was intimidating?
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