Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1759

Chapter 1759: How could they outsmart all of them?!

The pursuit continued despite Hugo managing to avoid crashing into anyone when his tire was hit. After all, Wild’s backup quickly reached them eventually. Thus, once Hugo jumped off to the side of the road, the people who opened fire at him didn’t even get to finish the job, with Wild taking one of them down.

"Are you alright?" Wild stood next to Hugo’s figure on the side of the road, extending his hand. "Can you get up?"

Hugo had his arm over his helmet, his visor cracked. His back was pressed against the ground, still not moving since he rolled over there after the crash.

"Damn it!" he yelled as he punched the soil next to him.

Hugo didn’t even take Wild’s hand out of frustration, sitting up before taking off his helmet. As if punching the soil wasn’t enough, he smashed his already broken helmet to the side.

"Damn..." he ruffled his hair in irritation, shaking his head.

He had been too careless, resulting in being unable to keep his eyes on the target who had taken his sister.

Wild remained quiet, watching Hugo from the side. This was the first time he had seen Hugo this frustrated, but he couldn’t blame the man.

"It’s not your fault, Hugo," said Wild. "The people who took her... they did it with every possibility in mind. And what I mean by that is, they knew you would come."

After all, whatever was going on, the second Hugo heard his siblings needed help, he would come. It didn’t matter where he was. It was why, after Yugi called Wild, he intuitively called Hugo, just in case.

Sure enough, Hugo appeared.

"Those guys are there for you," Wild said, his eyes drifting to the other SUV that had crashed several meters from them. It was the vehicle Wild had opened fire on, taking the driver down.

"They’re here to make sure you won’t catch up," he added. "That much I’m sure of."

Because if Wild were the enemy, he would quickly think of a way to hold back or eliminate the biggest threat that could foil the entire operation. It wasn’t like others weren’t to be considered, but Hugo could physically jump into a confrontation. That alone was a headache.

Hugo snapped his eyes up at Wild, huffing sharply. "Thanks for having my back, Uncle Wild. They would’ve shot me if you were a second late."

"Not on my watch, kid." Wild offered him a hand, nodding at him. "Get up if you’re not injured."

Hugo stared at him for a second before reaching out to Wild, accepting his help until he was back on his feet.

"By the way, who is following them now?" Hugo asked, touching his leg a little.

"Mark’s still following them, along with my men and the police," Wild shrugged, eyeing Hugo’s leg. "Did they shoot you? You’re bleeding."

"No. It’s an old wound — it reopened." Hugo straightened his back and faced him. "It’ll be fine. Just a stitch and some pain reliever."

As Hugo said those words, he turned his head to the medics rushing toward him. His heart still felt like it was burning, but he knew there was no point in following them with his leg bleeding like a river.

He limped to meet the medics halfway, but they quickly yelled at him to stop.

Wild, on the other hand, kept his gaze on Hugo. While he stayed quiet, a loud sound of a car pierced the silence.

Everyone instinctively turned their heads to the source, catching a red sports car just driving past all of them.

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