Chapter 548 Reckless Gambit
Chapter 548 Reckless Gambit
A car was parked by the roadside, and someone was standing next to the door.
It was Paul.
His car was positioned sideways in the middle of the road,pletely blocking Yunice’s path.
So this was an ambush?
Yunice’s car slowed to a stop. Elianna caught on quickly and grabbed Yunice’s wrist. “Lock the doors! I’ll call Wyatt!”
“Paul’s crazy–he’s mentally unstable! If you get out now, he’ll kill <b>you</b>!”
What terrified Elianna the most was bing coteral damage. What if Paul killed <b>Yunice </b>and then came for <b>her</b>!
Yunice didn’t get out recklessly. People like Paul were capable of anything. Without knowing the full situation, she wasn’t going to put herself in danger.
Paul didn’t approach either. He just smirked <b>and </b>raised his phone to his ear.
A momentter, Elianna’s phone started ringing.
She looked at the caller ID and broke out in goosebumps. “It’s Paul…”
“Pick up.” Yunice <b>said </b>calmly.
Gritting her teeth, Elianna answered. Paul’szy voice came through the speaker. “Let Yunice answer.
Yunice reached out, took the phone from her hand, and said in a low voice, “What do you want?”
“Backing down already?” Paul chuckled darkly. “I thought hanging around Wyatt would’ve toughened you <b>up</b>.”
Yunice snapped, “Spit it out.”
“Come down. Let’s talk.”
She said nothing.
As expected, after a few seconds, Paul dropped the games and got to the point. “Don’t you want to know more about your brother’s case?”
“You know <b>something</b>?” Yunice asked, baiting him.
Paul sneered. “Of course,”
“I won’t believe you unless you were personally involved.”
His eyebrows lifted unevenly. With a greasy grin, he said, “You could say I was<b>.</b><b>” </b>
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“Which part did you help with? The assault? Drugging? The cover–up? Framing him?”
Paul snorted. “Get out of the car, and 11 tell you.”
As soon as she heard that, Elianna grabbed Yunice <b>again</b>. “I know you care about your brother, but you can’t get out! If anything happens to you, Wyatt will me me!”
“Yunice, don’t be stupid! Don’t drag me into this”
Yunice nced at her. Does she think I’m that dumb?
She looked through the windshield toward <b>Paul </b>with a mocking expression. Why should she get out!
Did he think blocking her in would scare her?
He still underestimated her–just like always.
Yunice’s face went cold. Her right hand pulled the handbrake as she said, “Buckle up.”
Elianna let out a surprised yelp. Before she could react, the car lunged forward, mming her back against the seat as the front of the car shot straight toward Paul!
She screamed, clinging to the grab handle like it was a lifeline.
Outside the windshield, Paul clearly <b>hadn’t </b>expected this move. He flinched and reflexively dove out of the way!
Just before mming into Paul’s car, Yunice yanked the steering wheel. The vehicle swerved, brushing past Paul and his car by mere inches before flying forward!
Paul was clipped. Losing his bnce, he toppled over and crashed into the roadside ditch with a thud.
Yunice brought the car to a stop. Next to her, Elianna was curled up, clutching her chest and breathing rapidly, her eyes wide in shock.
Then she heard a car door open. Startled, she whipped her head around, thinking Paul had dragged himself up and was about to wrench open the door.
But it was Yunice who had pushed the door open and stepped <b>out</b>.
“Hey! What are you doing?!”
The <b>road </b><b>was </b>clear now–why wasn’t she leaving?
Instead of checking on Paul, Yunice slowly crouched down and pulled a steel pipe from under the driver’s
seal
Then she walked calmly to the side of the road and squatted down
The streetlights were sparse here, and visibility was low
Paul, in the ditch, looked like some rat rummaging through a sewer.
The ditch wasn’t deep. Hé quickly found footing and started pulling himself up by the tufts of <b>grass</b>,
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That’s when he felt pressure—and pain–on the top of his head.
His face darkened. He looked up.
A halo of light surrounded the figure above him. Within it, he saw the outline of a woman.
A slender figure crouched at the edge, her wrist delicate, gripping one end of a long rod.
One end was in her soft <b>hand</b>. The other was pressed against his skull, holding him in ce.
“Shit…” Paul let out a low growl. This bitch actually dared to toy with me like this?
He reached up, grabbing at the steel pipe<b>, </b><b>intending </b>to yank Yunice into the ditch and strangle her right then and there. Let’s see who the real boss is
Wyatt wasn’t around. Who the hell did she think she <b>was</b><b>? </b>
But before his fingers even grazed the pipe, it whipped through the air with a sharp gust- –and smashed into his temple with a sickening crack.
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