The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities
/ The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 94 – Take Your Life First
The muzzle was next to his skin and the cold touch made Glen's heart almost freeze. His back was stiff, and he didn't dare to even breathe.
“Don't… don't move. You guys don't move!”
The bodyguards looked at each other. With the guns clutched in their hands, they didn't dare to act rashly.
Claire grabbed Glen by the collar, lifted him up, and placed him in front of her. Then she jumped off the sofa and walked out backward.
The bodyguards were holding their guns, not daring to shoot, and could only move slowly, matching Claire's pace.
When Claire came out of the door, she opened the door of a military vehicle, threw Glen into the vehicle, and then quickly got into the driver's seat. She slammed on the accelerator and drove away.
Upon seeing this, the bodyguards shot at her immediately.
Despite the loud bangs, all the bullets missed the target.
The car raced away in front of them like an off-string arrow and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
A bodyguard took out the walkie-talkie. “Not good! The deputy-minister was kidnapped!”
Someone shouted on the other end. “Who is it? Do you see his face?”
The bodyguard hesitated and said, “It's a… a teenage girl…”
On the road, a car was driving at an extreme high speed, almost breaking through the airflow, and overtaking the nearby vehicles in seconds, leaving only a vague shadow behind.
“Damn, did something just fly over?”
“Is car racing happening on this street?”
Inside the car, Claire pointed a gun at Glen with one hand and held the steering wheel with the other. Her hair was fluttering madly and her face was expressionless.
The speed was too fast, the tires hit a stone, and the car body leaped into the air.
“Ahhh… help!”
Glen was thrown around, screaming uncontrollably, and his heart almost popped out of his chest.
One minute later, the car stopped on the beach.
When the car door opened, Glen rushed out. His legs were soft, and he collapsed on the ground, vomiting loudly.
His face fell flat on the ground and he ended up with a handful of sand in his mouth.
Claire had run out of patience. She picked him up unceremoniously, and walked towards the shimmering sea ahead.
Glen asked weakly, “What… what do you want to do…”
Claire lifted his chin with the gun. Under the bright sun, her smile was dazzling. “No one told you? If you want to deal with the enemy, you must kill him with one shot. Otherwise… you'll have to bear the consequences.”
Glen finally panicked as the icy water hit the back of his feet. He started to beg. “Don't, don't… let's talk!”
Claire smiled lazily. “When you sent people to kill me, why didn't you think about having a talk instead?”
The sea breeze was blowing, carrying a salty tinge.
Claire went deeper into the sea until the seawater had submerged her shoulders.
Claire patted Glen's face with the gun. “What made you think that you could kill me? Since I'm not dead, let's take your life first.”
As she said that, she lifted her foot and kicked him hard.
With a plop, Glen fell into the water.
“Help… Um… Help…”
He raised his hands and kicked his legs, struggling vigorously in the sea, causing ripples in the water.
Claire didn't bother to look at him. She turned and swam away.
When she reached the beach, she stuffed the gun into her pocket. She bent over to wring out the wet trousers, then jumped into the car and drove away.
Back at the Johnsons' mansion
As soon as Claire got out of the car, a black shadow suddenly rushed out and hung onto her like a koala.
“Sister-in-law… Uuuu… You're still alive… That's great! You scared me to death, Uuuu…”
“Don't get in the way!”
Hunter grabbed Derek's collar, pulled him away from Claire with a dark face, and threw him aside mercilessly.
At the same time, he hugged Claire's waist, picked her up, and walked into the hall.
“Mr. Hopkins, go call our private doctor.”
Chapter end
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