Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!
Chapter 780: Let Her Die (2)

Chapter 780: Chapter 780: Let Her Die (2)

The driver’s forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat, "Marquis... Marquis, shall we... shall we stop the car?"

"15, 14..."

Over the radio, Moses’s voice continued.

As he counted down, number by number, his voice seemed like a grim reaper’s call, sending shivers down the spine, as sweat slid off Smith’s chubby face.

"Stop the car!"

The driver slammed on the brakes so hard that before the car had even come to a complete stop, Marquis Smith and Annie had already pulled open their doors and leapt out.

The car behind was speeding along the road, not expecting that the car driving normally in front would suddenly stop, let alone foresee someone jumping out; the driver’s eyes widened as he slammed on the brakes.

Despite his efforts, the car couldn’t control its speed and crashed heavily into Annie.

Two seconds later, Marquis Smith wasn’t spared either; his short and plump body was directly flung sideways, flying over the guardrail to land on the other side, only to be run over by an oncoming car.

Their abandoned vehicle was also rammed hard from behind into the rear, flung askew into the guardrail, the driver’s airbag deployed, saving him from certain death.

The assistant sitting in the passenger seat, who had attempted to drive away in a bid for escape, wasn’t protected by the airbag and was killed instantly.

Cars on both sides of the road screeched to halting screams, the driver who hit them stopped his car and ran over with a quick jog, grabbing Annie by the shoulders.

"Miss?!"

Blood was flowing from the back of her head; she barely managed to pry her eyes open before she stopped breathing.

On the other side of the road, Marquis Smith’s legs had been crushed, and he too was declared dead on the scene.

Moments later, a black car drove up and stopped by the side of the road.

In the back seat, Moses calmly observed the scene surrounded by cars and pedestrians ahead, while Paul jumped out to gather information. A short while later, he returned to the car.

"Sir, except for the driver, everyone’s dead!"

Moses nodded.

"Drive!"

The black car restarted carefully, edging around the accident site, and sped away into the distance.

...

...

Duke Locke’s Residence.

When Qian Xueying woke up, it was already noon. She pressed her hand against her temple, still in pain, and struggled to sit up straight, scanning over her dress and surroundings with confusion, trying to recall the specifics of the previous night.

How she got upstairs, what she did, and how she ended up in bed... her mind was a blank as if her memory had cut off from the moment she started drinking, with no way to reconnect.

"Damn it!"

Scratching her head, Qian Xueying got out of bed, her legs nearly giving way beneath her as she stood up, but thankfully she managed to support herself on the bedstead and not fall.

"Someone, Jenny!"

The maid ran in anxiously, "Miss?"

"Call the butler in, and also, bring me a cup of iced coffee." She needed to sober up from her splitting headache.

A moment later, the butler had arrived in her room, holding black coffee and some of her favorite pastries.

"What time is it?" Qian Xueying glanced outside the window.

"Two in the afternoon," Xiuyi replied with a hint of helplessness, "Are you alright?"

"My head hurts." Qian Xueying frowned as she took the coffee, "When did Duke leave?"

"Around nine o’clock last night." Xiuyi shrugged, "He... was very angry."

Angry?

Qian Xueying frowned at her clothes; she didn’t need to guess to know she had messed up, apparently overestimating her ability to handle her drink...

As she thought of drinking, her brow furrowed suddenly.

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