Relentless Pursuit After Divorce-Chapter 2060: Summer Hall Side Story (262)

Why didn’t she think of this before?

But now, as she settled for less, she found it was all too late.

Why doesn’t that old dog Carter Quincy just die, why won’t he die!

A trace of ferocity flashed in Olivia Smith’s eyes.

At that moment, Thomas Smith suddenly looked her way, causing her heart to panic. She quickly hid her emotions and flashed a smile.

"Second brother."

"You’re awake."

"Mm, I’ll wash my face first, then we’ll head to the hospital."

"Okay."

Meanwhile, inside the rented apartment where Carter Quincy lived, the door was pried open, and several masked men burst into her home.

"What... what do you want?"

"Someone said you know too much and wants me to take you out. You’re Carter Quincy, right?"

Upon hearing this from the masked man, Carter Quincy was so frightened she wet herself.

The pungent smell of urine caused the masked men to frown.

"Damn, what a bad luck."

The masked man stepped forward and slapped Carter Quincy directly.

Carter Quincy, who had already been scared silly, was jolted back to her senses by the slap, scrambling awkwardly to retreat.

"You... you’ve got the wrong person. I’m not Carter Quincy. You’ve got the wrong person."

"Really?"

The leader of the masked men glanced at his subordinate and said:

"Check the photo Miss Smith sent." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Miss Smith?

Upon hearing this title, Carter Quincy immediately thought of Olivia Smith.

Damn, that little wench actually wants to kill someone to keep them quiet.

I didn’t go after her, yet she dared to send assassins to scare me. You little brat, just you wait!

A trace of ferocity flashed in Carter Quincy’s eyes, and maybe because she was too angry, or perhaps resigned to her fate, she no longer feared facing these tall masked men.

As they glanced her way, she suddenly dashed to the balcony and shouted desperately, "Help! Murder! Help! Murder..."

She thought those masked men would surely rush over to drag her back, but she had already used all her strength, clinging tightly to the balcony railing and shouting loudly towards downstairs.

In the neighborhood, many people looked her way, and as if seeing a savior, she continued to shout for help, "Help! Murder! Murder..."

Seeing people really coming upstairs, Carter Quincy turned back to look at the masked men and said:

"The security guards are going to come up soon. If you dare to kill me..."

Carter Quincy had no real hope, only holding onto a belief like "a dead pig isn’t afraid of boiling water." To her surprise, those masked men merely exchanged glances and then turned to leave.

Carter Quincy: "..."

In that instant, Carter Quincy was shocked by the masked men’s straightforward actions, and when she gathered her thoughts, several residents she had called over appeared at her door.

Looking at the mess inside and the inexplicable smell of urine, they couldn’t help but frown.

Despite that, they still mustered the courage to ask, "Someone tried to kill you just now? Where are they?"

"They... they left."

The homeowners who came to rescue her, hearing her answer, furrowed their brows even deeper.

Would murderers leave so straightforwardly without even thinking of fighting them?

Yet seeing the pried-open door lock, they chose to believe her for the moment.

"Should we call the police for you?"

One of the homeowners asked.