Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

No matter how much she resisted inside, no matter how much she didn’t want to admit it, Annie could not hide the fact that she once loved him.

Because she had loved him, she knew Charlotte really couldn’t just sit in the office waiting for news from the Flower Snake.

She wanted to accompany Charlotte, but Charlotte stopped her.

Perhaps Charlotte just wanted to face it alone, or perhaps Atlas Hallow was just that kind of strong person, but after being kidnapped, the rescue might leave him utterly embarrassed. She didn’t want anyone to see that kind of Atlas Hallow.

Today, she finally realized how deep and fierce a woman’s love can be...

Annie watched the hurried departing figure, lost in her own thoughts.

Amir Hallow’s small villa was in a suburban resort, surrounded by mountains. The road into the mountains was desolate with few travelers, after all, it wasn’t the weekend, and this resort was actually a playground for rich young men—a place where ordinary people dared not venture, fearing a single bill could scare them into cardiac arrest.

The road was quiet, yet there was a faint sense of unrest, perhaps even the drifting scent of gunpowder...

Compared to the quiet just after Amir drove his car to the suburbs, Amir Hallow’s villa was now in utter chaos.

There were indeed seven people guarding Atlas Hallow, but hidden across the mountain were mercenaries infiltrated from abroad, cold-blooded killing machines lying in ambush, ready to strike at the first sign of trouble.

After all, this was a kidnapping deal involving terrifying sums of money, not to mention they had intruded into Atlas Hallow’s territory and kidnapped him, so there were many dangers Amir Hallow was unaware of.

The people from the Flower Snake weren’t simple either; after a bloody struggle, they rescued Atlas Hallow, but the whole situation spiraled into chaos,

With a screeching sharp turn, Atlas forced himself to charge towards the outside road. The first moment he was rescued, he called Charlotte but couldn’t get through. He called Annie, and Annie told him she was already on her way to pick him up. This almost drove him mad.

His intense eyes scanned each car on the road that could possibly be hers, his handsome face pale as paper, yet the veins on his forehead were close to bursting. Those people had injected him with an overdose of tranquilizer yesterday.

If it were an ordinary person, they would likely be unable to withstand it and sleep for two more days, yet he still awoke, though his body’s responses felt a bit sluggish.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the dangers lurking invisibly around him were crazily emerging.

On the widest suburban road that could merge all the traffic, a long-waiting car slowly started up, gradually reaching maximum speed. Their orders were if they couldn’t confine Atlas Hallow, to take his life instead. They couldn’t let a tiger escape back into the wild.

The glare from the car mirrors blinded Atlas’s eyes, rushing towards him like a terrifying-eyed steel monster poised to devour him.

Atlas’s bloodshot eyes trembled suddenly, the thoughts of yesterday’s events vanished, his long fingers gripping the steering wheel tightly, but it was still a moment too late, inevitably crashing hard into that car.

The original calm of the suburban road was finally shattered, echoing with a violent noise.

In an instant, cars on this interconnected road screeched, braking abruptly on the spot.

The braking was so sudden that some even crashed into each other harshly.

Loud crashes came one after another, seemingly relentless. The people from the Flower Snake Sect followed by car, but seemed blocked by these vehicles, surrounding Atlas Hallow and the car that hit him, trapping them in a circle.

The true danger was quietly brewing, and such fierce collisions merely heralded the beginning of the peril.

For a moment, his head hurt intensely, the pain dizzying him, swirling in his mind...

Atlas barely sat up, his whole body pressed against the steering wheel. He took two deep breaths, suddenly feeling a hot sensation in front of his eyes, sensing the crimson blood dripping from his forehead onto his thick eyelashes.