"Bang-" A loud crash, two cars ramd into the taxi, followed by another loud crash as Jared’s car blocked the car about to rush off the bridge, but the sports car plumted down the bridge.
The other car ant to rescue lody Thorne ca to a stop, coldly watching the scene.
The man in black was almost scared out of his wits, hurriedly descended the bridge and opened the front door of the sports car.
Jared’s chest had been pierced by shards of glass from the front, bleeding continuously, and the car was completely deford.
"Young Master Jared," two n in black supported him.
Jared casually used his jacket to cover his injured area, angrily staring at the taxi, "Where’s that woman?"
The two n in black felt like a knife was held against their throats, sweating profusely, they stamred, "The... the person up there is not the young mistress."
They had all been deceived.
The veins in Jared’s forehead bulged, and an icy wind seed to sweep across his handso face, his lips curling into a chilly smile that could drown a person like a pool of cold ice.
He had risked so much to save that woman, and yet, she had disappeared sowhere unknown,
Fine, just fine!
Caleb watched the scene from afar, driving away, this was really beyond his expectations.
Jared would go to such lengths to save lody Thorne?
"Do you need your wounds dressed?" Not far away, Dr. Mo arrived carrying a dical kit, he had known when he saw Jared’s car leaving the hospital that sothing would happen, so he ca prepared.
"What do you think?" Jared smirked, tearing open the fabric over his wounded area with his large hand.
The glass had directly pierced into his chest, and even though Dr. Mo was a doctor, he could feel the pain through the skin and flesh, yet the man in front remained composed as if the wound wasn’t even his own.
The n in black couldn’t dare look directly, thinking if the Quinn Family patriarch knew the young master had been hurt, he’d be furious.
"This really doesn’t seem like your style," Dr. Mo observed the glass stuck in Jared’s chest, foregoing anesthesia, he pulled it out directly, as the man before him never allowed anesthesia under any circumstance.
Beads of sweat densely covered Jared’s forehead, veins bulging, yet he still nonchalantly smoked his cigarette.
His mind was filled with that damn woman!!!
"She’s quite unique," Dr. Mo remarked again.
Jared’s lips tightened into a thin line of blood red, more than unique, she’s so unique he almost wanted to strangle her!
She’d better not let him catch her.
In the villa’s grand hall, Jared sat on the luxurious sofa, without even changing his clothes, having sent everyone out to search for lody Thorne, a woman who seed to have vanished, no one could find her.
Until the clock hands pointed at eight o’clock.
"Young Master, why don’t you go rest for a bit?" the butler couldn’t help but suggest, it had been a restless night.
And soon, those sent out began to return one by one.
"Young Master, no sight of her."
"Young Master, couldn’t find her."
Everyone had the sa answer.
The chill around Jared rose layer by layer, was she trying to tell him that she now had the ability to escape the Quinn Family, escape his control?
PS:
Smiling Youyou: Brother Jared, Brother Jared, a quick interview, how’s the psychological shadow area?
Jared: ... Get lost.
Smiling Youyou: Torture the male lead
Jared: ...
Guess where our lody went? Haha
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