"Drive to the intersection up ahead and immediately make a U-turn, understood?" Henry said. Raymond's pupils shrank in fear. "A U-turn? That's facing them head-on?" This was suicidal behavior, and Raymond shook his head fearfully. But Henry said in a solemn voice, "Trust me!" Raymond looked deeply at Henry, feeling like he wanted to cry. He thought today was the unluckiest day of his life. If he ever saw this kid again, he would keep his distance. Florence, who had gone from excitement to pale in the face, and Raymond gritted their teeth. Raymond was brave enough to admit that he was timid, but along the way, this kid had taken down three cars and over a dozen assassins. He believed in him. If they were lucky, they could escape this nightmare of a day. Henry took a deep breath. He wasn't fearless, holding a gun for the first time, shooting for the first time. He had no idea if he could aim accurately. It was a gamble! His luck had always been good! The car suddenly turned around
"If you dare, go ahead and shoot!" Jessica raised her eyes and said coldly. Jessica had always been a strong and assertive presence since she was young. She refused to believe that Old Mr. Alston would shoot in the hospital. "What's the use of just talking? Do you think I'm someone who can be scared? Old Mr. Alston, you are brutal. You are cruel. You're not qualified to be a father, and even less qualified to be Marcus's father. If I were him, I would have gone to court a long time ago to request severing the father-son relationship with you." "You..." Old Mr. Alston's face turned red as Jessica's provocations choked him with anger. He wanted nothing more than to dismember this audacious girl. "Alright, alright, alright! You're good with words. I want to see how long you can keep from crying!" He was convinced that their son had probably been killed by now! Narrowing her eyes, Jessica coldly chuckled, "You mentioned my son, didn't you? Do you think anyone can harm even a single hair
Marcus swiftly answered, his eyebrows raising higher in surprise. Antonio was reporting his son's achievements, describing them as if he were there himself. If Marcus knew that Antonio had been monitoring the whole scene, he would surely be furious. "How is this possible?" Old Mr. Alston's voice suddenly escalated. "This can't be!" He simply couldn't believe that a child, a seven-year-old child, had single-handedly eliminated the twenty assassins he had sent, leaving not a single survivor. What kind of scene was that? He could hardly imagine it. Old Mr. Alston had dominated his entire life and had never heard of such a miraculous event. In a situation like this, most seven-year-old children would just cry. How could anyone escape the pursuit of twenty professional killers? This was impossible! Jessica saw the starkly different reactions of the father and son and knew that her son was safe. The tightness in her heart was finally released. Marcus hung up the phone and smiled at Jes
"Don't worry, there won't be a next time!" Marcus confidently stated, a hint of hostility flickering across his icy gaze. If there was a next time, he wouldn't have to be polite and considerate. Dennis was an example of what would happen! Knowing Old Mr. Alston, Marcus knew that the next move would be to control his marriage! It was ridiculous! Well, it was for the best. At least Henry's crisis was resolved. It wasn't fortunate like this every time. Although he won through this fierce battle! "Henry, I think you should move back home. You only moved in with him for a day and look what happened. If you stayed a few more days, would you even still be alive?" Jessica teased, patting her son's tender face. "Shouldn't you consider my suggestion?" Marcus pursed his lips. Was this what he wanted? Even if he didn't move back, he would still be chased and killed. These two things weren't necessarily connected, were they? Henry shook his head and leaned in, affectionately hugging Marcus. W
Hospital, early morning. Jessica had the nurse take her downstairs to get some fresh air early in the morning. Lying in bed all day was boring. The past few years had been too busy. She had gotten used to a fast-paced life. Suddenly having free time felt uncomfortable, as if a part of her life had been forcibly taken away. The greens in the garden outside the hospital were well-maintained. Many patients were walking or sunbathing downstairs, old and young. From their faces, she saw signs of suffering, as well as serene calmness. The most eye-catching was a pair of twin boys playing with a small soccer ball in the garden. They were around seven or eight years old, similar in age to Henry. They looked adorable, like little dolls, slightly clumsy in their movements, displaying the characteristic slowness of children. Their faces were rosy from running around, looking pink and tender, incredibly cute. Their mother smiled as she watched the two children frolic, occasionally reminding th
Jessica wasn't afraid of her cunning or the power behind her. And she could casually spout a series of infuriating words. Crystal was used to being in control her whole life and couldn't bear this kind of frustration. "Miss Crystal!" Just when she was about to explode with anger, Jessica said calmly, "Instead of talking to me here, why don't you confront Marcus about this? After all, he is the key to this matter, isn't he?" The root of this matter was Marcus himself, and Crystal was too confused about the situation! "I will find Marcus. Don't be arrogant. Even if you give birth to his son, you still won't be able to enter the Smith family." Crystal calmed her anger, saying arrogantly. With the support of her father and Marcus's father, she would not lose. Marcus must know that Old Mr. Alston has already talked to her father about their marriage, he did not deny it, didn't he implicitly acknowledge this marriage? She won't lose! "Who cares!" Jessica sneered coldly. Mr. Marcus has a
When things go wrong, even drinking water can choke you. Jessica felt that she was now extremely unlucky! Crystal was taken away by the doctor for examination, while Mr. Marcus stood coldly, his eyes chillingly fixed on her, not saying a word. Jessica lifted her gaze and saw his deep and icy eyes. The ward itself was already all white, and she thought it was creepy enough, but she didn't expect Mr. Marcus to be emitting such a cold aura here. She felt a chilly autumn wind blowing, a hundred miles of killing intent, truly... a desolate scene! During the summer in W City, it was very hot, making it unbearable. Jessica thought that the woman who could marry Mr. Marcus must be very happy in the summer. Look, they wouldn't even need an air conditioner, just stand within a meter of him. Saving energy, money, and trouble. Okay, she admitted that she had provoked his sweetheart to the point of fainting. She was guilty, having a sharp tongue sometimes wasn't a good thing. But Mr. Marcus, i
"You really have a talent for pissing people off!" Mr. Marcus sarcastically remarked. Jessica accepted the praise sheepishly, "Thank you for the compliment!" Mr. Marcus's eye twitched. This woman, really... "Mr. Marcus, I think we should, um, have a good... communication about something. If you want your son, to at least sort out your history of love affairs, settle your playboy debts once and for all. If you can't, then be straightforward and give someone an answer. Whether you don't want her anymore or want to marry her, make it clear. Don't let her hang on and cause trouble for me and my son. I don't care, but I don't want anyone approaching my son. If you want to ruin the image you have in your son's eyes, that's fine, but I don't want my son facing the consequences of your playboy debts." Mr. Marcus regretted for the nth time why he chose her as his secretary in the first place. But then again, if she wasn't his secretary, he wouldn't have his adorable son. He suddenly rememb