chapter 1867


    Beep, beep!


    The honking sounded impatient.


    The group of people spun their heads and saw an international limitededition luxury car, and they


    instinctively gave way.


    McKenzie red at the people on both sides. She pressed down the elerator all the way. The car


    shot out like an arrow and disappeared down the streets quickly.


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    The crowd then wanted to continue chasing down Tiffany, but they realized that the dishonorable


    woman was nowhere to be seen.


    After driving down the street, McKenzie turned the car around and went toward the left side of the run-


    down houses. Her car slowed down as she fixed her eyes on the crowd of people on both sides of the


    road.


    s, she could not locate the figure even as she drove all the way along the street.


    McKenzie frowned. She was certain that she saw Tiffany running in this direction!


    Just as she picked up her phone and wanted to call her assistant, she suddenly glimpsed a small hand


    that peeked out from beside the bin.


    She had a look of disgust, but she still pulled over. She got out and walked out, her ten-centimeter high


    heels clicking against the pavement as she walked.


    Tiffany clutched onto the beer bottle she picked up tightly, afraid of what was to happen. As she heard


    the footsteps getting closer, her heart thumped quicker.


    Since she was to be killed anyway, it did not matter for her to kill another person!


    The footsteps were right in front of her, and Tiffany did not hesitate to lift the beer bottle. She then


    brought herself up and was so close to swinging- "Tiffany?" McKenzie called out her name, standing


    arrogantly.


    Tiffany stiffened on the spot. Her entire body was covered with filth with only her eyes considerably


    clean.


    When she saw McKenzie in front of her and then at herself, she wanted tough.


    The day before today, she was still the admirable Ms. D’Cruz, the Princess of Kansas. She had the


    same ranking as McKenzie.


    Today, however, she became the homeless woman everyone wanted to beat up, while McKenzie was


    still shining and high-above.


    Tiffany red at her. Even with her current situation, she was still pompous as she snapped, "You can


    forget trying to bring me to the police station, Ms. McKenzie."


    McKenzie could smell the disgusting smelling from Tiffany, and the disgust in her eyes intensified.


    She took a few steps back instinctively. She took out her silk handkerchief to cover her nose with her


    eyes looking right at Tiffany. "If I want to send you to the police, do I even have to do it myself? Of


    course I have other ns for you."


    Tiffany halted at this and looked at McKenzie suspiciously. "What do you mean?" "I can help you."


    Hearing this, the shocked Tiffany went to McKenzie''s side eagerly. "Can you really help me, Ms.


    McKenzie?"


    Even though this woman was once her nemesis, whoever could save her today was her savior!


    "Yes."


    McKenzie took a few more steps back with disgust, keeping a safe distance from her, but she then


    elegantly took out a card from her bag and handed it to Tiffany. "I''ll cover you up from the police. Go


    and wash up, rent an apartment, and wait for me to call you.”


    Tiffany looked at her card confused. Still, she did not hesitate to reach out her dirty, smelly hand to take


    the card from her.


    "Thank you, Ms. McKenzie."


    She did not need to ask why she was helping her. She only knew that this was her final chance. Even if


    she had to be McKenzie''s dog, she was willing to.


    She had to seize this final chance to kill Charmine!


    McKenzie looked at her coldly and warned, her voice prideful yet filled with malice, "Don''t do anything


    with my money without my permission.


    Otherwise, your oue will be way worse than now!"