Spoiled by the Silver Fox novel Chapter 732

Sullivan's chauffeur was covered in blood, his face a grisly mask as he turned to Sullivan and said, "Mr. Sullivan, we've been in an accident. Someone rammed our car on purpose."

Sullivan saw it too.

Ahead, a black SUV was parked.

Perched inside was a man in a baseball cap.

The dim streetlights revealed the scar running down his face and his sinister features.

His eyes, cold and lethal, belonged to that of a professional hitman.

Sullivan's brow furrowed slightly as he asked, "Can you still drive?"

The driver, dazed and confused, muttered, "No. I can't."

"Don't panic. I'll call 911 for you. Just lie down and rest for a bit, don't move."

"Thanks."

The driver couldn't hold on any longer and slumped over the steering wheel.

After Sullivan dialed 911 and hung up, he noticed Emily's face had turned ghostly pale.

"Aren't you calling the police too?"

"No time," Sullivan replied, shaking his head.

The man from the SUV, having forced them to stop, and with the driver out cold, was now stepping out and heading their way.

And he wasn't alone—three more thugs emerged from the backseat.

Four in total, looking like they were straight out of a gangster film.

Sullivan's eyes darkened as he instructed, "Go to the back and stay with Stephanie."

"But what about you?" Emily asked, her eyes wide.

Sullivan ruffled her hair with a smile, "If I make it back, I'll buy you a lollipop tomorrow. If not, remember to visit my tomb, will you?"

"Do you mean if you die, there'll be no one to remember you?"