Chapter 840
Chapter 840
“I’ve never seen you’get along so well with someone younger than you by so much,” said Sean.
“You don’t understand, Sean. She has some kind of magical power that makes people enjoy her
company.”
Then, she said, “She’s the total opposite of Ms. Weiss’ daughter.”
Her brows knitted together as she continued, “Yvonne’s conceited and materialistic. She’s impertinent
too. I once heard that shees from a well-known family. But why doesn’t she seem like she does at
all?”
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Sean wasn’t interested in Yvonne in the least, so he let Betty rant on while he went upstairs.
Meanwhile, now that Caroline had gotten her head together, she was more like a curious young child.
Looking out the window, she realized that everything around her was unfamiliar to her.
She wondered if she would feel the same way when she met Mariettater. Even when thetter’s
name was brought up, Caroline’s mind was like a nk te. She couldn’t recall anything rted to
Marietta.
Just then, she realized that her surroundings had be more and more remote. Uneasiness crept
into
her heart, so she asked the driver, “Why are the streets so deserted?”
The driver was already used to it. “Oh? It’s nothing strange. It’s always been like this.”
“But…” Caroline nced around to see the empty streets. “No one else is around here…”
The driver replied with a smile, “Don’t worry. I’ve driven on these roads for the past 20 years. Not once.
have I-”
He couldn’t finish his sentence. Something huge and heavy fell out of nowhere-it was a hammer that
was aimed perfectly at the windshield just above the driver.
A hand gripped the hammer and raised it in the air once more. It fell against the windshield with such
speed and ferocity that it went through the ss, making blood stter everywhere from where the
driver’s head once was.
It was as if someone had just smashed a bag of ketchup, and the red, viscous liquid spurted like a
shower
of crimson rain in the car.
The pungent smell of blood invaded Caroline’s senses, and she paled immediately.
The next thing she knew, the man with the hammer threw the driver out of the car as if he were just
hurling a bag of trash outside.
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As he plopped into the driver’s seat, the man nced at her and smiled in satisfaction.
“Who are you?” Caroline asked with horror-stricken eyes, pressing a hand to her heart. Her breath
raced just like her heart.
The man was about to answer when another person dropped into the car, followed by a second and a
third person.
In just a matter of seconds, there were so many people that the man with the hammer started fretting.
He turned the steering wheel hard in an attempt to flee, but it seemed that the car’s tires had been
punctured. A group of men swarmed toward the car, cutting off any means of escape.
Caroline watched in horror as all of this unfolded. She racked her brain, trying to think of something to
do, but suddenly, a pair of warm hands grabbed her arm.
The warmth was like the rays of the sun, soothing her cold and terrified heart. She looked up to see Mr.
Y. Finding sce in him, she started tearing up.
She couldn’t remember a single thing, but she knew that she desperately wanted to curl up in his arms.
His familiar scent calmed her, and she gradually closed her eyes as she muttered, “I’m scared…”
Her weak voice sounded so fragile that Kirk felt as if a knife had just stabbed right through his heart. He
caressed her head andforted her. “Don’t be afraid. I’m here. Everything’s going to be okay.”
The others stared at Kirk and Caroline with their mouths agape. These men who came to Caroline’s aid
were SY Group’s bodyguards. They were also known as the “Shadowers”.
They served as bodyguards who protected the Morrisons and SY Group in the dark.
As their leader, Kirk had always been a ruthless figure. It never urred to them that he would have
such a gentle and loving side. This side of him terrified them.