"Who are you? I have no quarrel with you, why kidnap me?"
"Everywhere on the roads now are surveillance cameras. With such brazen actions, you’ll end up in jail."
Mrs. Vance shouted the whole way after being kidnapped.
These people were impervious to her protests and even complained about her noise.
"Too much noise and you’ll never speak again."
The kidnappers were menacing, but they couldn’t intimidate Mrs. Vance.
"Do you think I’m easily scared?"
Mrs. Vance got fierce, suddenly lunging towards the driver’s seat, trying to take control of the car.
"This nasty old lady is wild!"
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The two men cursed and swore, one trying to stop Mrs. Vance from grabbing the steering wheel while the other attempted to drag her away.
But just then, a car suddenly veered onto the road from the side.
The kidnappers hurriedly slammed on the brakes.
The wheels screeched against the road, echoing through the sky.
Fortunately, the car skidded for a while but didn’t crash into the other vehicle.
However, before the three of them could breathe a sigh of relief, the door of the other car suddenly opened, and several burly men quickly approached their car...
In Aethelgard, the outdoor shooting competition will be held this afternoon.
Early in the morning, July Quinn and Susan Carter were having breakfast at the hotel’s buffet.
"Can we go back tonight? I’m about to suffocate being cooped up in the hotel room every day."
These past few days, Susan Carter was confined to the room by July Quinn, with meals even being delivered by room service to avoid his recognizable face causing unnecessary trouble.
"Who’s cooped up every day? I’m taking you out for a stroll right now, aren’t I?"
July Quinn had no appetite, leaving the meal Susan brought for her untouched.
"Why did you use the words ’a stroll’?" Susan Carter was faintly displeased.
He suspected that July Quinn saw him as a dog, and he had proof.
But before July Quinn had a chance to respond, Bianca White and Patrick Sullivan entered the restaurant.
Bianca White surprisingly changed her previously hostile attitude towards July Quinn and greeted her proactively, "Did you also come for breakfast? Mind if we sit together?"
Patrick Sullivan, Walter Wright, and even Thomas Grant didn’t have a chance to greet July Quinn and were all puzzled by Bianca White’s unusual attitude.
July Quinn was clearly suspicious of Bianca White’s change of heart, only raised an eyebrow at her, yet didn’t respond.
This left Bianca White a bit embarrassed.
"What’s wrong? Why is everyone staring at me like that?"
Her face couldn’t hide the embarrassment, internally she was cursing July Quinn repeatedly.
With her esteemed status, she had personally offered to share a table with July Quinn.
If July Quinn was sensible, she would have immediately agreed, instead of putting Bianca in an awkward position.
Yet July Quinn remained silent, and Susan Carter chimed in.
"Tsk, obviously has ulterior motives, don’t agree with her!"
July Quinn answered, "Duh, I don’t need you to tell me!"
Discussing her right in front of her, didn’t she have any dignity?
But now, it was not favorable for her goals to fall out with them, so Bianca White took a deep breath, suppressing all her anger.
"I only figured since other teams’ members were having breakfast together, let’s not make a spectacle of ourselves."
"Well, thank you for that." July Quinn expressed thanks aloud, but there was little gratitude in her eyes.
Susan Carter then took a sip of the tea he had just asked the server to brew, his expression cowering in disgust, "Low-quality green tea, too astringent to swallow."
Low-quality green tea Bianca White: "..."