Chapter 548 Reckless Gambit
A car was parked by the roadside, and someone was standing next to the door. It was Paul. His car was positioned sideways in the middle of the road, completely blocking Yunice’s path. So this was an ambush?
Yunice’s car slowed to a stop. Elianna caught on quickly and grabbed Yunice’s wrist. “Lock the doors! I’ll call Wyatt!”
“Paul’s crazy–he’s mentally unstable! If you get out now, he’ll kill you!”
What terrified Elianna the most was becoming collateral damage. What if Paul killed Yunice and then came for her!
Yunice didn’t get out recklessly. People like Paul were capable of anything. Without knowing the full situation, she wasn’t going to put herself in danger. Paul didn’t approach either. He just smirked and raised his phone to his ear. A moment later, Elianna’s phone started ringing.
She looked at the caller ID and broke out in goosebumps. “It’s Paul…”
“Pick up,” Yunice said calmly.
Gritting her teeth, Elianna answered. Paul’s lazy voice came through the speaker. “Let Yunice answer.”
Yunice reached out, took the phone from her hand, and said in a low voice, “What do you want?”
“Backing down already?” Paul chuckled darkly. “I thought hanging around Wyatt would’ve toughened you up.”
Yunice snapped, “Spit it out.”
“Come down. Let’s talk.”
She said nothing. As expected, after a few seconds, Paul dropped the games and got to the point. “Don’t you want to know more about your brother’s case?”
“You know something?” Yunice asked, baiting him.
Paul sneered. “Of course.”
“I won’t believe you unless you were personally involved.”
His eyebrows lifted unevenly. With a greasy grin, he said, “You could say I was.”
“Which part did you help with? The assault? Drugging? The cover–up? Framing him?”
Paul snorted. “Get out of the car, and I’ll tell you.”
As soon as she heard that, Elianna grabbed Yunice again. “I know you care about your brother, but you can’t get out! If anything happens to you, Wyatt will blame me!”
“Yunice, don’t be stupid! Don’t drag me into this!”
Yunice glanced at her. Does she think I’m that dumb?
She looked through the windshield toward Paul with a mocking expression. Why should she get out! Did he think blocking her in would scare her?
He still underestimated her–just like always. Yunice’s face went cold. Her right hand pulled the handbrake as she said, “Buckle up.”
Elianna let out a surprised yelp. Before she could react, the car lunged forward, slamming her back against the seat as the front of the car shot straight toward Paul! She screamed, clinging to the grab handle like it was a lifeline.
Outside the windshield, Paul clearly hadn’t expected this move. He flinched and reflexively dove out of the way! Just before slamming into Paul’s car, Yunice yanked the steering wheel. The vehicle swerved, brushing past Paul and his car by mere inches before flying forward! Paul was clipped. Losing his balance, he toppled over and crashed into the roadside ditch with a thud.
Yunice brought the car to a stop. Next to her, Elianna was curled up, clutching her chest and breathing rapidly, her eyes wide in shock.
Then she heard a car door open. Startled, she whipped her head around, thinking Paul had dragged himself up and was about to wrench open the door. But it was Yunice who had pushed the door open and stepped out.
“Hey! What are you doing?!”
The road was clear now–why wasn’t she leaving? Instead of checking on Paul, Yunice slowly crouched down and pulled a steel pipe from under the driver’s seat. Then she walked calmly to the side of the road and squatted down.
The streetlights were sparse here, and visibility was low. Paul, in the ditch, looked like some rat rummaging through a sewer. The ditch wasn’t deep. He quickly found footing and started pulling himself up by the tufts of grass.
That’s when he felt pressure–and pain–on the top of his head. His face darkened. He looked up.
A halo of light surrounded the figure above him. Within it, he saw the outline of a woman. A slender figure crouched at the edge, her wrist delicate, gripping one end of a long rod. One end was in her soft hand. The other was pressed against his skull, holding him in place.
“Shit…” Paul let out a low growl. This bitch actually dared to toy with me like this? He reached up, grabbing at the steel pipe, intending to yank Yunice into the ditch and strangle her right then and there. Let’s see who the real boss is. Wyatt wasn’t around. Who the hell did she think she was?
But before his fingers even grazed the pipe, it whipped through the air with a sharp gust—and smashed into his temple with a sickening crack.