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    As she prepared to leave, her bodyguards approached her.


    “Miss Harper, we should go with you.”


    Brenna shed a subtle smile. “No need, I’ll be back in no time.”


    But Brenna’s attire, dark and purposeful, raised the bodyguards’ suspicions. After she drove off, the bodyguards trailed her in another car, alerting Ernst as they went.


    Fresh from a shower and not yet retired for the night, Ernst sprang into action upon hearing about Brenna’s situation. He swiftly changed his clothes and gathered a team of bodyguards to trail her.


    The Harper family, scarred by Ernst’s childhood abduction and Brenna’s disappearance when she was little, remained fiercely vignt about their children’s safety. Suspecting Brenna was under threat, Ernst was worried about her.


    Ernst not only armed himself with a firearm but also directed the bodyguards to equip themselves, prepared to swoop in and save Brenna should danger arise. Unaware of being followed, Brenna drove alone to the destination in less than an hour.


    The locale was a ghostly, forsaken vige, shrouded in darkness, with not a single streemp, rendering everything invisible.


    Wearing her night vision goggles, Brenna saw roughly a dozen figures scattered in the distance.<fn127c> This content belongs to f?ndnovel</fn127c>


    Was such a modest mission to disrupt awork truly warranting such a crowd? This was clearly an ambush.


    Brenna halted her car, intent on retreating. Fearless though she was, stepping knowingly into a trap would be foolish.


    Peering through her goggles, she noticed the figures swiftly closing in, about to encircle her car.


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    She threw the car into reverse, only to discover two cars sealing off the road behind her.


    “Well, well,” she chuckled. “Time to shake off the rust a bit!”


    Seventeen hulking men closed in around Brenna’s car, each dressed in street clothes and brandishing metal pipes. The whole group looked ready to start a brawl.


    Brenna stayedposed. She reached over to the passenger seat, unzipped her backpack, and pulled out a gun.


    Right then, a sudden wash of headlights swept across the area. A convoy of vehicles had arrived, lighting up everything in harsh brightness.


    Three women climbed out of a high-end car across from Brenna. One, armed with an assault rifle, brazenly opened fire at her windshield.


    Brenna immediately ducked for cover.


    Luckily, the windshield was reinforced and could stop the bullets. All the gunfire managed to do was leave a row of white marks on the ss.


    The three women were Judy, Rosie, and Tina. Judy was the one who had fired at Brenna’s car.


    Brenna nced across the ss at the luxury car. Aside from the driver, nobody else was inside. She was surprised that, despite Gracie’s resentment toward her, she hadn’te to kill her this time.


    “Step out of the car!” Judy called out, shocked by how sturdy Brenna’s vehicle proved to be.


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