Soon enough, the red Ferrari pulled up beside Cross Corporation. Three black Dodge Challengers sped by and stopped following the red automobile.
When the two bodyguards at the company saw the group of men who came down from the cars, they went toward them.
“Excuse me, Miss,” one of them said, “you're not allowed to park your car here. There's an open-air car park over there and there's also an underground car park. Do you mind moving your car?”
Red Spider did not say a word. Her men hurled their fists and sent the two guards flying off.
When the employees at the front desk saw what happened, they shrieked in terror.
A few other bodyguards took up their walkie-talkies to call for backup as they ran over with their batons, but their efforts were in vain.
With just one strike, Red Spider broke all their batons and even their arms. The guards dropped to the ground, groaning and wailing in pain.
Red Spider walked toward the counter, stepping on the pool of blood with her heels. She walked confidently toward the receptionist and tilted the frightened woman's chin. “Mind telling me where is your chairman?” she asked with a smile.
“T-Twenty-eighth... floor...”
“Thanks.”
Her men and her went over to the elevator.
It was not until the elevator door closed behind the lot that the woman snapped back. She grabbed her iPad and ran her shaky fingers through the company's contact list. Nathan
Cross! She dialed in a hurry.
“Mr. Cross! You need to come right now. A group of people just barged into the company. They injured a few guards and are now going over to the chairman's office!”
Nathan was sending Queenie to school when he received the call.
“I'll be right over. Get all the men you can to help.”
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