Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 448 Believe Me?

Chapter 448: Chapter 448 Believe Me?

The pitiful and miserable woman suddenly changed her expression. She held a broken bottle of wine and stabbed it in Ellen’s neck.

Ellen suddenly raised her arm to block it!

The bottle cut her arm, and blood instantly flowed.

The knife also fell to the ground with a sound.

Emerson was not surprised at all. He quickly got up and ran out.

Then, he shouted towards the corridor, "Fuck, all of you, come over here!"

The woman on the ground stood up, holding a bottle of wine arrogantly.

She said, "Mr. Hawkins, you must reward me. I’ll help you deal with other women."

Only then did Ellen realize that the woman who hurt her was the woman who looked a little like her just now.

The traces of plastic surgery on the woman’s face made Ellen very puzzled. She did not know whether it was a coincidence or not.

Emerson teasingly pinched Miranda’s buttocks and laughed.

"Sure! Miranda is the best! I’ll reward you later and let you take something good in..."

Ellen finally understood their conversation.

This was not the first time Miranda had helped Emerson do such a bad thing.

In the past, she must have used a similar method to force some girls who were unwilling to submit to Emerson to submit.

That was why they had such a tacit understanding.

Ellen covered her wound and narrowed her eyes. She was just about to rush out and grab Emerson.

A series of rapid footsteps made her stop.

She pressed the button to close the elevator.

Seeing this, Miranda came up to push the door, not letting her go, but she was kicked out by Ellen!

"Ah!"

Miranda fell heavily on the wall and screamed.

The elevator door closed.

Emerson, who was outside, said angrily.

"Block all the exits immediately. No matter what it takes, find this bitch. I’m gonna kill her!"

The bodyguards took the order and spread out to block the exits.

Four of them followed Emerson and went straight to the underground garage.

Ellen got to the underground garage and quickly ran towards the motorcycle.

The blood dripping from her arm exposed her whereabouts. She could only speed up and prepare to rush out.

She raised her leg, and just as she got on the motorcycle, Emerson arrived.

Seeing Ellen start the engine, he waved his hand and said, "Stop her!"

In an instant, dozens of bodyguards suddenly rushed out from all directions to surround and approach Ellen.

Ellen endured the pain in her arm and turned the handle. The motorcycle roared.

If these people did not make way, she could only rush out.

"Ah..."

She raised the front of the motorcycle, but the body of the motorcycle suddenly fell to the ground.

Ellen fell down heavily!

Emerson put nails on the ground, and the tires of the motorcycle were all pierced.

Ellen lay on the ground, feeling a tearing pain all over her body.

Emerson slowly walked forward, squatted down, and said in a weak voice, "Keep going. Why did you stop?"

Ellen’s mind was very clear, but her body didn’t feel anything.

It really hurt.

Her entire body went numb from the fall!

Thud.

There was a muffled sound.

Emerson punched Ellen in the abdomen.

Although his body was weak, he still had the strength of a man.

"Ouch..."

Ellen felt a bit of pain as she held her stomach and groaned.

A salty, wet smell of blood gushed out from her mouth, causing Ellen to cough non-stop.

"Fuck. How dare you stab me with a knife? I’ll sleep with you here right now. After that, I’ll let them do it one by one. You..."

Emerson paused, his slender hand wandering around Ellen’s arm. He dipped his fingertip into her blood and put it into his mouth to taste the blood.

He smiled.

Her blood was quite sweet.

His hand once again moved from her arm to her chest. He said word by word obscenely.

"Enjoy it!"

After saying that, Ellen felt his cold fingers pulling down the zipper of her leather jacket.

The bottom of her collarbones was exposed to the air, and the document that she had risked her life to get was slowly removed.

There was only one thought in her mind!

No, no, no! she thought.

Ellen suddenly raised her head, her sharp teeth tightly biting Emerson’s palm.

"Ah!"

Emerson let out a painful cry.

Then, he raised his hand high and slammed Ellen’s head into the ground.

Bang!

Ellen felt a sharp pain in her brain. She was dizzy.

Emerson broke free and sat on the ground, gasping in pain.

Several bodyguards surrounded him to check on him.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Ellen tightened the zipper of her leather jacket. Holding the document tightly, she got up and stumbled forward.

Emerson kicked away one of the bodyguards and said angrily, "Don’t let that bitch run away!"

The bodyguards immediately caught up.

Ellen had only run a few steps when she was grabbed by the back of her neck by a bodyguard.

She no longer had the strength to struggle.

At the crucial moment, a shrill horn sounded incessantly.

It attracted the attention of everyone.

Then, there was a roar.

A cool, pure black motorcycle charged at the crowd directly.

The high-wattage lights made everyone unable to open their eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the motorcycle had already rushed to Ellen.

"Come on." The man in black reached out to her.

The two words were extremely familiar to Ellen.

Ellen grabbed his hand, as if he had been holding onto a life-saving straw.

The man in black raised his hand, and Ellen easily jumped up.

The man in black said, "Hold on tight!"

When Emerson saw that, he shouted, "What are you waiting for?"

The bodyguards reacted and immediately surrounded the motorcycle to stop it as they had done before.

Unexpectedly, the man was fearless.

He arrogantly rushed to the crowd, raised the head of the motorcycle high, and directly flew out above a bodyguard.

His skill was so good that the people present were directly stunned on the spot.

These people did not expect that a dozen people would fail to stop a motorcycle.

"Fuck, idiots!" Emerson cursed in anger.

The second line of defense at the exit was still easily taken down by the man in black.

Emerson was so angry that he kicked the nearest bodyguard and shouted like a madman.

"Idiots! Idiots! Idiots!"

The bodyguard was kicked, and his mouth was full of blood. Emerson was so angry that he picked up the parking sign next to him and slammed it on the bodyguard on the ground.

In an instant, the surrounding bodyguards knelt and did not dare to gasp.

Emerson always went mad.

Every time, he would randomly pick a "lucky dog" and beat him up.

When Emerson was satisfied, he would stop.

The bodyguard on the ground was beaten so hard that he didn’t even groan.

Only then did Emerson feel tired.

He clutched his chest, gasping. Immediately, someone moved a stool over for him to sit down.

"Tell the people who are chasing after them. I will reward whoever can catch them with 800 thousand dollars!"

Emerson’s eyes were filled with a dark light of madness and destruction. He said ruthlessly.

"I will kill this bitch!"

...

The motorcycle drove to the spacious road.

Three black cars were chasing closely behind.

Soon, even more cars joined in!

Emerson sent almost all of his men to catch them.

Ellen’s arm was still bleeding. She endured the pain and hugged the person in front of her tightly.

It was dark, and the road was quiet. There were few people.

That was why these cars brazenly chased them.

However, the black-clothed man’s driving skills were very good. Soon, two cars were misled and drove down a slope.

In the end, he flashed into a dirt road.

In an instant, those cars could not catch up.

Only four motorcycles were still chasing after them like vicious dogs.

At this time, a rapid river suddenly appeared in front of them. It was about 25 inches wide.

They could not cross the river on a motorcycle.

The man in black suddenly braked and stopped in front of the river.

The four motorcycles behind them had caught up.

The people on the motorcar even made mocking sounds.

This was psychological warfare: to crush the enemy’s psychological defenses with contempt.

The more they shouted, the more excited they became, and the louder they shouted.

After all, in their eyes, the two people in front of them were like a check of 800 thousand dollars.

They all wanted to give it a try.

The man in black looked at those who were chasing closely behind him, narrowed his eyes, and said in a determined tone, "Do you trust me?"

Ellen nodded without the slightest hesitation.

The man said, "Hold on tight."

Then, the motorcycle jumped up and rushed towards the river with a roar of the engine!

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