Chapter 348

Before Calla could react, the Bentley sped up, skidding to a halt right in front of her, leaving black tire marks on the road.

The sudden stop startled Calla, causing her heart to race.

The back door of the car then swung open, and a shadow dressed in a white shirt stepped out. It was Mercer, of course.

When Calla saw him, her first instinct was to turn and run. But Mercer quickly grabbed her arm.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" Calla struggled desperately.

Mercer wasn't about to give her a chance to escape. He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her into the car.

"Help!" Calla's scream was swallowed up by the noise of the bustling city.

Someone nearby saw what was happening and pointed at Mercer. "Hey, what are you doing? You can't just kidnap someone!"

Mercer cast a cold glance at the person and calmly replied, "It's a couple's dispute. Is that any of your business?"

Upon hearing this, the person laughed. "Well, women need to be taught a lesson. Good luck, man!"