Married by Accident, Taming the Billionaire novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110 She Finds the Murderer

Seeing Cecelia leaving, Fredric immediately bent down to ask his young master, "Are we going to chase her?"

"Chase her? I'm busy!"

Remington doubted if it was a call from some of her fresh meat, otherwise, why did she leave in such a hurry?

"..."

Noticing Remington upset made Fredric shut his mouth.

Then the gang broke up in disappointment.

Cecelia got a cab outside Gleam Gallery, and after she got in, Ariella and Shepard walked out of the Gallery, too.

It kept Ariella wondering seeing Cecelia taking a cab, "What happened to Cece? Why did she leave in such a hurry? You should have driven for her, Shepard!"

"I wanted to, but Mr. Nelson was there. It's not right."

Of course, Shepard should be more cautious in front of Cecelia's husband in case of causing her unnecessary trouble.

"Oops, but I can't be relieved at the fact that she took a cab. What if the driver was a criminal? I'm concerned about her safety."

After muttering, she found her brother getting in the car and drove it away.

Shepard was also concerned about Cecelia, so he decided to follow the cab, but eventually, he failed as the cab left without a trace.

The cab driver was a middle-aged taciturn man wearing a black mask. He at first didn't want to take any passengers, but since Cecelia was in a hurry, she opened the door, got in, and told him where she wanted to go.

Her young and pretty face and shaped figure helped the driver change his mind.

After a long ride of over one hour, the cab left the city and was going towards the suburbs.

He had peeked at her legs and face with lustful glances more than once and seemed to make up his mind.

The driver had muted the navigator, but Cecelia had hers run normally on her phone.

After one hour and twenty minutes on the road, she noticed the cab was going in a deviated direction from the set destination.

"Excuse me, are we going in the wrong way?"

Cecelia asked, with her mind on guard against the driver.

"We're doing fine. It's the correct way, but there's a river ahead, and I need to bypass it."

The driver answered in a deep voice and at a placid tempo.

Cecelia could be sure that the driver was driving on the wrong road because the navigator didn't show any river ahead of the way.

Why did the man lie?

Besides, with her sensitive nose, she could catch a whiff of a dish cleanser, which, however, was mixed with some light stinks of blood.

She secretly laid her eyes back on the driver, and to her surprise, she found on the back of his ears a light blood stain that seemed to be a residue of something he failed to clean up.

Apart from that, she also noticed the nail scratch on the back of his right hand with which he was holding the steering wheel.

She took her sight back, and even if she tried to compose herself, it occurred to her the incessant serial murders in the Center City.

The murderer, reportedly, was so brutal, he tricked young girls, took them to the suburbs, cold-bloodedly killed them, and discarded their bodies in the woods.

The murderer was great at hiding from anyone who traced him, leaving zero clues after four homicides. That was why he was still at large.

This thought made Cecelia take a deep breath and her eyes became colder.

Until the driver then parked the cab near a silent grove, Cecelia asked, "Excuse me, sir, why do park it here?"

"I gotta pee. Wait a sec, please!"

The man used this excuse to get off the driver's seat and went a circle from behind to open the door to the passenger's seat.

He thought as long as he was swift, the lady wouldn't be on guard.

But he was wrong!

When the man reached out to grab her, she kicked him away in one go.

After she got off, the man climbed back up and swooped at her again.

And this time, he had a dagger in his hand.

As he pounced, Cecelia stepped back to dodge.

Then, the two started fighting around the cab.