Looking at her panicked expression and her incoherent assurances, she turned out to be a car thief?!
No wonder she ran so fast!
The hired thugs were bewildered.
What kind of dumb luck did Gem Atkinson have? He was clearly already a fish on the chopping block, yet he got stirred up by a car thief!
The team leader, more cautious, didn't trust Forsythia's words. He stepped forward, wiped the mud and leaves off her face with his hand, and took a photo of her with his phone.
Could it be that he wanted to search online to see if what she was saying was true?!
They were already at the edge of the primitive forest, and Forsythia could only hope that the signal was bad and her image couldn't be transmitted for now. Otherwise, once her identity as Gem's ex-wife was exposed, she would be in big trouble... Ah, all the gods, Buddha, and bodhisattvas, please bless me.
