They all looked fierce and ready to kill.
“Boss, what's the plan now?”
Mathews checked his watch.
“Let's set up an ambush on the main road.
We'll intercept them when they try to leave the city!”
“Alright, got it!”
Mathews and his men quickly followed them to the main road.
As they arrived, they suddenly heard the loud roar of an engine.
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“Hey, wait... what's going on?” Mathews frowned, immediately opening the door and getting out of the car.
He looked up to see a row of luxury cars speeding towards them.
Mathews was confused.
“Who do these people belong to?”
There must be someone incredibly influential orchestrating this to gather so many individuals and vehicles.
Mathews noted the license plate numbers.
It appeared they were from Valmere.
Matthews beccautious.
Were they sent by Bryson?
With that thought, Mathews’s expression turned serious.
“Block them!” Mathews commanded harshly.
But they were too slow to react.
The cars quickly passed them!
“Boss, they've gone past us!” his subordinate exclaimed nervously.
Mathews clenched his jaw.
“Stay calm.
Block them!”
They were determined not to let those who cto aid Hannah escape.
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Therefore, sitting in the car, Mathews and his companions took out their weapons and stepped on the gas.
“Boss, looks like we're getting backup!” Dotson said.
Initially, he assumed the approaching fleet of luxury cars was there to confront them.
He braced for a confrontation, only to realize that these cars were actually helping by blocking the vehicles
chasing them from behind.
“Mr.
Mitchell must have sent them,” Seeing the cars, Layne said to Hannah in a soothing tone.
But Hannah was startled.
Could Bryson be here as well?
Her heart raced with a mix of apprehension, excitement, and a whirlwind of feelings.
“Could you please call Bryson?” Hannah found herself requesting.