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Before Alma could come to her senses, Harvey had already dragged Mandy out of the place.
Mandy wanted to say something, but she knew there was no turning back at this point.
When the car reached the suburbs, Harvey's phone suddenly rang.
Kellan was the one who called.
After picking up the call, a loud voice pierced Harvey's ears.
"This is bad, Sir York!" Harvey was curious.
"What on earth can happen right now?"
Kellan gritted his teeth in frustration.
"Cliff doesn’t know how to do his job at all!"
"After making sure that Idris isn’t his actual son, he planned to take Idris and his mother out!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"He already picked a date to rip the two apart!"
"That said, we found the place Zarla and Idris hid."
"But the two had vanished right after that!"
"This had nothing to do with you, but you were the one who Started it..."
Kellan’s tone became grim.
"Zarla and Idris might just cause you trouble."
Harvey shook his head, helpless.
"That idiot!"
Since Zarla and Idris were saved, it could only mean that those responsible for saving them were quite powerful.It
was highly likely that Harvey would be their target of revenge.He didn’t mind at all, but it would be bad if Mandy
were to be targeted.
Mandy froze; she had no idea what was happening.
Vroom! Suddenly, a truck sped up from behind.
Mandy, shocked, couldn't come to her senses.
Forget speeding up, she slowed down instead.
Harvey's expression changed.
Immediately, he jumped in front of Mandy and turned the steering wheel, dodging the truck by the skin of their
teeth.
Almost at the same time, the truck rammed into their car and sent it flying.
The car rolled on the ground a few times before slamming on the side of the road.
Mandy was rendered completely unconscious, though the airbag had protected her.
Harvey quickly made sure that the car wasn’t broken and had no signs of fuel leakage, then squeezed out of the
car and unlocked it.
No matter how fierce the enemy was, he needed to make sure that Mandy was safe.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBam! The truck stopped, and a man and a woman alighted.
The man was at least five foot nine; his entire body was completely bronze, and there was a dagger in his hand.
The intimidating-looking woman beside him was wearing a skin-tight leather jacket and held a machete.
More importantly, the two had the exact same skull tattoo.
Judging from their appearance, they were probably experts from an underworld gang.
The tall man squinted at Harvey and took out his phone to compare Harvey's appearance with a picture.
"Harvey York?" he asked after chuckling coldly.
The woman glared pridefully at Harvey, her face a disdainful expression.
"Who are you people?" Harvey demanded.
"I'm Elan Murray.This is my junior, Aella Murray," the tall man said with a smile.
"Zarla is my wife, and Idris is my true son."
"Because of you, my family almost got killed by that filthy scumbag!"
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