“Uncle Bowen, something’s off with Muhree,” Alvin said
Bowen closed his eyes b
briefly. “Keep Aubree sale,” he ordered
Aubree was completely numb to her surroundings now, her vacant eyes fired on the pool of blood on the ground. Aber es lifetime: Hailed someone she thought, stunned.
The thought haunted her. Just as she was on the verge of breaking down, someone draped a suit jacket over her head. The metallic tang of blood in her nose faded, replaced by a scent she knew all too well.
“Bowen, killed someonel” Aubree sabbed uncontrollably, her voice breaking with panic.
“No, he’s not dead,” Bowen replied, his unwavering certainty instantly bringing her a sense of relief
Bowen added, “Don’t think about a thing now. l handle everything.”
Aubree’s taut nerves suddenly relaxed, her body going limp as she collapsed into unconsciousness.
y had a few minutes of relief before their scalps
Bowen had Aubree and Isla sent to the hospital for examination. As for the three thugs, they barely h prickled with dread.
Bowen fixed his murderous gare on them. They didn’t doubt for a second that he truly wanted them dead. A shiver ran down their spines Who are the real desperadoes here? they wondered in terror. ‘Us, or this usually so refined and respectable Mr. Turner?”
Alvin knew what his uncle was planning “I’ll post some men at the entrance. Make it quick. The cops are almost here.”
Bowen grunted in response. With deliberate, unhurried movements, he pulled at his tie and undid his cufflinks. Under the stark garage lights, heada an incredibly menacing aura,
The three men, forced to crouch on the ground with their calves trembling uncontrollably, were already starting to regret taking this job
“What exactly did you guys do?” Bowen rolled his wrists as he asked, his unnervingly casual tone sending a chill through the room.
“W we didn’t do anything, I swear one of the thugs stammered.
Ethan was about to say, “Maybe we should check the surveillance footage, but the words died in his throat because Bowen had already sprung into
action.
Bowen moved lightning fast, grabbing the nearest thug by the throat and lifting him clean off the ground. His crushing grip cut off the man’s air supply like a death sentence, and within moments, the thug’s face turned purple from lack of oxygen. “Not talking, huh?” Bowen asked coldly.
“P please, spare us! W–we’re just hired hands, We only meant to kidnap her,” the man replied, voice trembling with fear.
Bowen thought coldly. “If these bastards hadn’t revealed their sick intention to assault her, Aubree wouldn’t have fought back so desperately, for her safety and to protect Isla. She’d already called the police and alerted others anyway. She could’ve just waited calmly for b–kup”
19:52 Mon, 14 Jul
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