Cordy did not turn to look, since John was basically one of the hosts for tonight's charity ball—it would be unacceptable if he did not contribute."1.1 million." Someone continued the bid."1.2 million.""1.3 million.""One and a half million," John said, raising his auction paddle again.Everyone could tell right then that John was going to get that ring, one way or another. The crowd started to whisper among themselves, knowing then that they would never beat John. Since they were not winning anyway, they would make more enemies if they made more bids.Moreover, they were all shrewd people and had no reason to keep bidding at this stage."One and a half million! Calling once, twice, three times! Sold!" The auctioneer exclaimed excitedly. "Mr. Levine, please come on stage to accept delivery of your charity auction item."John walked up and took it from the auctioneer, but just as he was about to turn and leave, the auctioneer stopped him. "A moment please, Mr. Levine. I h
Cordy blinked and a tear inadvertently trickled out of the corner of her eye.But even as it fell to the floor, her lips were curled upward—she was at once relieved and heartbroken.Patrick took her hand right then and left without hesitation.John watched as the two figures went further and further away…-With Patrick with her, the security guard at the entrance did not dare to stop them.In the end, the so-called rule was only enforced depending on the person.With that, Cordy got into Patrick's car, and they headed to the airport.They were silent along the journey. Patrick glanced at Cordy's cool, beautiful face just then.If she had been emotionally affected at the ballroom before, she was calm and unfettered now."Aren't you curious what William summoned me for?" he suddenly asked, breaking the silence just then.He was not sure what she was thinking, but was also suddenly reluctant to see her being so aloof—as if she could not get interested in anything.She shoul
Was Patrick… afraid?! Even though he was a seasoned veteran who had seen action countless times?!The car continued to shake even as it sped forward, and both of them seemed to float in their seats for a split second whenever it did. Still, Cordy did not ask further questions and quickly took the phone off Patrick's hands.When her fingers brushed against the back of his hand, Cordy's heart skipped a beat when she felt that it was almost scalding.However, she did not have time to think—she took the phone off his hands and asked urgently, "Who should I call?""Ben Wick," Patrick replied urgently.Cordy quickly found the name Ben Wick on his contact list and pressed the dial button.As soon as she did, their car suddenly steered into a powerslide before screeching to a stop. Patrick's phone slipped from Cordy's fingers and landed on the floor beneath their seat with a clatter. At the same time, the chauffeur was crying out nervously, "Hold on, sir!"There had been a truck d
The car continued to bump around rapidly.Inside, Cordy and Patrick were fully focused and unable to make small talk at all.Cordy stared through the window at the pitch blackness outside, unsure where they were heading.They seemed to be heading somewhere isolated, and they could not even recognize if they were on a mountain road or some route near a small town.There was simply nothing on both ends of the road, but the chauffeur continued to speed the car ahead, unable to stop at all.Their pursuers were giving chase relentlessly and would slam into them if the chauffeur slowed down, leaving everyone in the car in pieces.As such, the interior of the car was deathly silent, almost suffocatingly so.They could only hope that help would reach them in time.Otherwise…Suddenly, Cordy's face fell. Patrick and the chauffeur had the same look too.A truck suddenly sped out of nowhere in front of them, its glaring high beam flashing at their eyes directly.The chauffeur had to
William nodded subtly, and James tacitly understood.Holding up his phone, he said, "Good. Pull out."It was over. As he put away his phone, he turned and noticed Jessica watching him, and he gave her a nod.Jessica's smile could hardly be hidden.She then looked around, looking for John.After getting off the stage following the announcement of their wedding day, John excused himself to the washroom.Someone came along to offer her a toast, so she did not go along with John.It had been a while, too… Why was he not coming back yet?Jessica felt a foreboding sensation right then and rushed to the washroom to find John. She did not care at all about propriety and dashed into the men's room directly without a pause, searching fervently for any trace of John.But no, he was nowhere to be seen.Flustered, she rushed back to the ballroom, and everyone who saw that look on her face was left perplexed. As the host of such an occasion, her bearing certainly left her looking undig
James then reminded Jesssica, "We already have a backup plan, don't we?"Unable to argue, Jessica had to accept the situation as it was. The only thing she could do was pray that Cordy was dead and that John would only find a corpse when he arrived.The thought calmed Jessica a little!-John drove away from the building as soon as got out, and he kept calling Cordy repeatedly, but she never answered.He started to rush for the airport when he heard a violent collision along the road—he promptly threw his phone away and rushed in that direction, and he saw Patrick's car being pursued by several other cars from a distance.He floored the gas pedal and gave chase, but despite pushing the car to its top speed, he could not catch up and had to follow Patrick's car along the winding mountain road.Then, he heard another deafening collision that seemed to resound over the horizon.There were three cars up front, so he could not see what was happening up front.His hands were shaki
'Please, give me something!'Beside them, Patrick frowned and opened his eyes with considerable difficulty to see the light.The person carrying it was behind the light, and he therefore could not see who it was.Those shaking hands, however, seemed to give him an answer immediately."John?" he called out feebly.John gulped, but he could not say a word.Patrick in turn tried to move, but he could not muster his strength at all. At the same time, he was being squeezed against the car's wreckage and could not move at all."Cordy!" he called out loudly at the person beside him.Cordy actually felt light, as if she was floating in the clouds, and she wondered if she was already dead.Surely one would only feel this light in the afterlife.But at the next instant, she felt a cumbersome weight and slowly regained consciousness.Her head and the rest of the body hurt a lot, but she opened her eyes, looking blank when she saw the light."Are you alright?" Patrick asked her nervo
John wrapped his arms tightly around Cordy and carried her out of the car, but she was clenching her teeth while her whole body shook in pain.There was something keeping her foot in place, and it hurt whenever John tried to pull her out.He actually was afraid of using his full strength too, in fear that she had suffered some internal damage and that too much pressure would make it worse."Are you stuck?" he asked her very softly.They were huddled together, so Cordy could hear his heavy breathing as well as his racing heart.There was no hiding his worry."My right leg…" she murmured.John dropped to a crouch again to check and saw that it was stuck underneath the front seat where the unconscious chauffeur remained.He quickly smacked the man in the face—a far cry from how he was treating Cordy."Wake up," he snapped at the same time.The chauffeur had been out unconscious, but the external stimulus jolted him painfully awake.The instant he came to, he quickly called out,