Chapter 313
Damn it…
As the car was hit, I could still hear Zion cursing…
I felt warmth on my face. Looking up, I saw St
face.
He was protecting me, holding me tightly. Blood dripped from his forehead, down his chin, and onto my face.
“Steven…”
Perhaps because of the drugs, his consciousness was hazy.
“Zion… there are more of them!” I heard Eason’s panicked voice, which sounded distant.
A dozen people got out of the truck that had crashed into us. Clearly, they were targeting Steven and me.
“Steven…” I panicked, calling out his name anxiously.
The deformed car door was forcefully ripped open. Eason and Zion were trapped and unable to escape.
“What are you doing? Police!” Eason shouted angrily, but those people seemed unfazed.
Steven and I were dragged out of the car, and blood blurred my vision.
“Steven…”
Suddenly, someone hit me on the head with a baton. The ringing in my ears grew louder as my
consciousness slowly faded.
“Steven…”
When I woke up again, my head was throbbing painfully.
I called out Steven’s name, but I couldn’t see anything clearly in the darkness.
Suddenly, the lights in the warehouse lit up.
I saw the person who had walked in.
It was Dax Lincoln.
He was released?
It seemed Ignatius used some connections.
Dax was known for holding grudges. He must have been waiting to vent his anger.
My head ached terribly as I nervously looked around.
That bastard tied my hands and feet. I couldn’t escape now…
“Bring him in Dax commanded in a deep voice as he pinched my chin.
His henchmen dragged the bloodled Steven from the other room and threw him to the side.
The effects of the drug hadn’t yet worn off, and Steven was still unconscious.
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