Julius Reed ultimately still didnât let Anna Harris take a taxi back.
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If he really did that, this woman would probably spend all day mouthing off about it in Quella Radcliffeâs ear.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, he took Anna Harris in his Maybach, heading towards his small western-style house in Gonzalez City.
On the car ride, Anna Harris didnât speak anymore.
Now, she was worried about being dumped on the roadside halfway, because after all, Julius Reed was entirely capable of doing such a thing.
But at the same time, in her heart, she had already prepared a list of the ten major crimes of Julius Reed, ready to accuse him once she saw Quella Radcliffe.
If she couldnât handle him, surely someone could, right?
Yet, she couldnât help but be curious, looking at Julius Reed beside her, âWho were those people just now? Why were they so polite to you?â
More than ten black-clad bodyguards and a private helicopter landing pad â if one were to say these belonged to just an ordinary person, Anna Harris would never believe it.
After all, as someone who had studied abroad for several years, she had that much insight.
âA friend. What, youâre interested? Heâs rich, so how about I introduce you as his god-daughter?â
Julius Reed joked, âThen you wouldnât have to worry about food or drink, and just by calling out âgodfatherâ you could have planes and yachts at your disposal. Do you need my help with that?â
âScrew off!â
Anna Harrisâs face had turned as dark as could be.
So she simply turned her head away, looking at the high-rise buildings of Gonzalez City.
The car drove at a steady pace.
The driver was handpicked by Ovidiu Cook, and since Julius Reed was skilled in self-defense, no bodyguards had been assigned to him.
The three people in the car said not a word, only the sound of the tires rubbing against the ground could be heard.
As they crossed Danvers Bridge, they were less than twenty minutes away from the western-style house.
All of a sudden, Julius Reedâs expression changed and he frowned as a faint, almost inaudible noise reached his ears.
âGet out!â
In an instant, his right hand moved swiftly to the car door, flinging it open!
As the car alarm sounded off, Julius Reed, with a confused-looking Anna Harris in tow, leapt out of the car and plunged into the river below Danvers Bridge.
Boom!
Just as they hit the water, the bridge above them collapsed with a thunderous crash.
âWhatâs happening! BlubâŠâ
Anna Harris floated on the water, struggling incessantly and swallowing mouthfuls of river water in the process.
âShut up!â
Julius Reed was uncharacteristically serious, âIf you donât want to die, from now on, donât say a word!â
Anna Harris blinked, completely stunned.
In her memory, during the few days she had been in contact with Julius Reed, he had never been this serious.
She nodded dumbly, instinctively paddling in the water.
Fortunately, she had learned to swim before, or she would have been in an even more sorry state.
Danvers Bridge was situated between two districts of Gonzalez City and was originally desolate.
But lately, the real estate market was too hot, and people with money wanted to live healthier lives.
To meet the needs of the citizens and make a hefty profit along the way, the Imperial Water Bay community was created.
The developers gradually built high-rise buildings on both sides of the riverbank, but since the buildings werenât completed yet, only construction workers were there.
On the other side of the river was a hill where blasting was often needed for the construction projectsâ
a sound that would hardly attract the attention of the citizens of Gonzalez City.
Julius Reed, with Anna Harris in tow, swam to a stone and hid behind it, warily surveying the surroundings.
Who could know his movements so well?
To have his route scouted out so thoroughly!
Even though the entire situation was arranged by Ovidiu Cook, Julius Reed was sure it was not Ovidiu Cookâs doing.
Killing him brought no benefit to Cook!
Even Cookâs current interests would suffer.
But there must be a mole within Titan Group!
Otherwise, the bomb could never have been planted inside the car, and if it werenât for Julius Reedâs extraordinary hearing, by now he and Anna Harris would probably be two dead bodies.
Julius Reedâs gaze was cold. Moments later, a figure flashed by, as if searching for something.
âInhale! Do it now!â
Julius Reed suddenly shouted.
Although she didnât understand why, Anna Harris instinctively took a deep breath.
Immediately following, before she could react, her head was pushed underwater by Julius Reed.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
What followed was the sound of shattering.
At the head of the bridge, a man in black held a box of throwing weapons, spraying towards the spot where Julius Reed and Anna Harris had just been.
The large rock next to them shattered into pieces, and the surface of the water erupted into waves.
Under the water, Anna Harris let out a stifled groan, her eyebrows involuntarily furrowing.
She was hit by a dart in the calf, and blood instantly stained the water nearby red.
âHold on!â
Julius Reed roared, bubbles bursting from his mouth as he dragged Anna Harris quickly towards the other end.
About half a minute later, when Anna Harris was almost out of breath, the two finally surfaced.
âHissâŠâ
Anna Harris breathed in the air as if she were starving, gulp after gulp.
In the half-minute underwater, she had forgotten the pain.
But as soon as they emerged, her calf was agonizingly painful.
The river water was dirty, and the wound was very likely already infected.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Before they could catch their breath, more darts struck the ground behind them.
âBear with it a little!â
Julius Reed took a deep breath and hoisted Anna Harris across his waist, sprinting towards an abandoned factory building.
This was originally a chemical production company, but it had to shut down after being reported for water pollution.
For years, the machinery and equipment had been removed, leaving behind only this unmanaged shell.
After running into the factory, Julius Reed set Anna Harris down and stripped off his shirt.
âWhat are you doing!â
Anna Harris, shaking all over, watched Julius Reed warily.
Although she was already pale from excessive blood loss, the surroundings still filled her with concern.
âIâm Quella Radcliffeâs best friend, you canât do such beastly things to me!â
Recalling Julius Reedâs scumbag behavior, she even suspected this was all his ploy to take advantage of her.
Or perhaps, to kill and silence her.
âI promise you, I wonât say a word to Quella Radcliffe about you.â
Anna Harris curled up, her eyes slightly red and swollen.
Pain shot through her calf, causing tears to flow involuntarily.
Ignoring what Anna Harris had said, Julius Reed wrung out his shirt and grabbed her leg, wrapping the shirt around the wound.
âStay here and donât move. No matter what happens, donât make a sound! Otherwise, thereâs only one way out for youâdeath!â
After speaking, he grabbed Anna Harris with one hand and stuffed her into an old metal cabinet.
Then he walked alone towards the warehouseâs main gate.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
The sound of leather shoes echoed from outside the warehouse, exceptionally grating in the silence.
Anxiety made Anna Harris instinctively shrink back, peering through the gap of the metal cabinet at the outside, not daring to even breathe heavily.
âJulius Reed, you sure have good luck surviving!â
The footsteps came to an abrupt halt.
A blond man stood at the warehouse entrance with darts, smiling.