CHAPTER 146: HE HAS BROUGHT HIMSELF BIG TROUBLE

Margaret ran faster than a rabbit. Lily looked at the suddenly closed door and sighed.

Margaret and Hilla were doomed to be families. They ran in the same way.

Lily felt a little envious. Only rich people could have a trip at any time. For someone like her, they were practical. After graduation, she would find an internship to take advantage of her designing skills.

She would use her passion to keep a foothold in the design industry.

Margaret left River University and got on the train to Far City.

No one could stop her desire to live. If she wanted to live for a long time, it was necessary to get the money and stay away from Bruce. Margaret laughed when thinking of how much money she owned now.

She would be a rich woman in Far City. Even if she couldn’t find a job in a short time, it would be enough for her to live for half a year.

Maybe half a year later, Hilla would get pregnant. At that time, she could come back to the Anderson Family and continued to be the beloved daughter.

"Margaret, how smart you are!"

She felt proud of herself and swayed. As soon as the train stopped, she booked a five-star hotel. After a comfortable bath, she turned on her phone to check the balance on her card.

Margaret paused when she saw that the balance was different from what she thought.

Did her version become blurred? Or did Bruce get senile dementia so he forgot about the half-year pocket money he promised her?

Where was her money?

Margaret sat up from the big bed. She took a deep breath and carefully called Bruce.

She was prepared to be killed by him.

The call was put through quickly. Margaret immediately maintained sharp vigilance and revealed a big smile, "Dear brother, are you busy now?"

There were sounds of paper flipping over from the other side. Bruce said in a low voice, "What’s wrong?"

"After so many years, my brother is still so cold and straightforward. I like it. You are my idol."

"If you have nothing, then hung up."

"Brother, did your secretary transfer my living expenses wrong? Didn’t we agree on half a year? Will it be transferred next month?"

Feeling Bruce’s ruthlessness, Margaret quickly said her request.

Bruce was too cold, too ruthless, and too unreasonable.

Could he be a little gentler to his only sister? No wonder he was so unlikeable in his thirties.

"You haven’t received your living expenses this month?"

Bruce said indifferently. Margaret quickly shook her head, "No, but it’s only for a month. Brother, did you forget to tell your secretary? It doesn’t matter. It’s fine I receive them in the next month."

Margaret felt she made a veiled reference. She was a thoughtful sister. Bruce responded directly, "Did I say I will give you a lump sum? "Bruce, brother, what do you mean?" "Half-year installment. Don’t worry, I won’t own you."

Margaret hung up the phone and looked at the romantic red bead curtain in front of her. She kicked her legs crazily on the bed.

"Bruce, you bastard. You are a profit-seeking profiteer. You are a miser. I will cut all ties with you."

He would give her half a year’s living expenses in monthly installments. It meant that she would live as same as life before. She could not become a rich woman.

"I’m so angry. How can my life be so bitter?"

How could she have such a kind of brother? Did she make any unforgivable thing in her last generation? How annoying!

Thinking of receiving pocket money monthly, she felt irritable.

She could not beat cunning Bruce, the old fox.

He was unforgivable. She decided not to talk to Bruce for half a year.

...

Hilla drove quickly to the mountain ring road. Her headache was relieved a little.

Bruce had sent her a message that said he had left the company and was going to come with her to the Anderson’s mansion.

Hilla turned off her phone. When he stepped on the accelerator, she realized that something was wrong. As expected, when she stepped on the brake, the problem occurred.

She subconsciously looked at the rearview mirror.

A black car had been silently following behind her. It seemed to notice the problem with her car and slowed down significantly.

Hilla frowned and quickly turned the steering wheel. However, it was easy to get into an accident on the ring road, and her car had a problem. She might drop to her death, or be killed by the cliff.

Hilla quickly thought of ideas. The pain nearly disappeared at this moment. She made a sudden turn.

The door of the driver’s seat was suddenly opened. A slender white figure jumped out of the car.

The car lost control and rushed down the mountain path. In an instant, there was a roar in the mountains. The car rolled over the hillside and exploded.

Hilla rolled out of the grass and finally stopped when her shoulder hit a tree.

At the same time, the black car behind her stopped. Four men came out of the car. The last man in a black cap leaned against the car door, waiting for the others to drag Hilla out of the tree.

Hilla covered her broken arm and was dragged rudely over by the men. The pain made her face pale, and sweats appeared on her forehead.

When Hilla saw the man in front of the car clearly, she was surprised. Then, she laughed mockingly, "It was you."

The man looked up. He was young and handsome. However, his eyes were particularly gloomy and his smile was distorted.

"Yes. Are you surprised?"

"I was a little surprised, but now I seem to have figured it out."

Hilla took a deep breath. The pain in her arm made her mind much clearer. She looked at Patrick and sneered, "Bruce caused the Palmore Group and Cornel Group to go bankrupt and bought the two groups. You were a spoiled brat before but now you are nobody. You can’t harm Bruce, so you vent your anger to the people around him."

Hilla had calmed down. Few people would appear on the mountain ring road. It was obvious that they had done something. There would not be any vehicles passing by on this road for a while.

Her phone had been blown up along with the car. It was impossible to find someone to help. She could only save herself now.

If she wanted to save herself, she would have to fight against them.

It was a pity that she had injured one of her arms, which affected her strength. She didn’t know if she would be able to beat them.

...

Hilla was held by two big men from both sides. Another one kept on watching her from behind. Patrick raised his head and finally revealed his complete appearance.

Previously, he was foppish and frivolous. But now he put on a somber look.

People who enjoyed sunlight before would inevitably become twisted when they came out from the darkness.

Patrick used to be insufferably arrogant. But because of Hilla who he couldn’t possess, he was driven away by Bruce like a bug. The people who used to attach themselves to him in River City bullied and sneered at him now.

He became colder. He would never forget the feeling of being humiliated. All of this was caused by Hilla and Bruce.

"Don’t worry. Rudi asked me to deal with you quickly. I won’t let you suffer."

Hilla sneered. The mole under her eyes became more enchanting and eye-catching.

Her eyes spelled death.

"I thought you had grown up after that disaster. It turns out that you still rely on Rudi, that idiot. If he could help you, would you be like this now? If so, he wouldn’t be chased out of River City."

Hilla had no idea why Rudi and his family were chased out of the Anderson Group and River City, but she felt that it might be related to her.

She didn’t want to get involved in the Anderson family’s affairs. If Rudi didn’t provoke her, she wouldn’t do anything to him.

Patrick looked up coldly. He became crazy and laughed.

"Don’t worry. Rudi will make Bruce accompany you soon. I’m afraid that it’s still uncertain who will be the overlord of River City."

Hearing what Patrick said, Hilla frowned. She did not expect that they were not only interested in her but also Bruce. If so, wouldn’t Bruce be in danger?

Thinking of this, Hilla’s face instantly turned gloomy. She stared at Patrick in anger. "What are you going to do?"

"The car accident gave Bruce a chance to live. It seems I can’t leave you any hope this time."

Patrick’s smile was twisted. Hilla looked at him and felt disgusted.

In the past, she had no feelings about him. But now she felt his face was very disgusting.

"I know what you want to do. But it’s very difficult to kill someone without leaving a trace. As for the overlord of River City, do you think the other families in River City won’t do anything? Even if Rudi becomes the head of the Anderson family, what can you get?"

He might be a scapegoat for Rudi. She was now worried about Patrick’s intelligence.

Hilla’s mockery provoked Patrick. She became more vicious.

"I don’t need anything. I want Bruce to die."

"If you want him to die, why did you kidnap me?"

Hilla didn’t know how to describe this man’s logic.

At first, she thought Patrick just wanted to take revenge, capturing her to threaten and torment Bruce. She never thought that he would be so ruthless that he wanted them to die.

If they were killed just because he wanted them to die, wouldn’t they have no personality?

"If it weren’t for you, Bruce wouldn’t destroy the Palmore Group. You deserve to die more than him."

"You mean I’m the dangerous beauty and Bruce will do everything for me. Thank you for praising us at this time."

This was a compliment on her beauty and Bruce’s devotion. She was quite pleased to hear this.

Seeing Hilla’s relaxed attitude, Patrick became irritable. The middle-aged man who

was slightly older than him said in a deep voice, "Young Master, this woman seems

to be stalling for time. Now she is injured, it is better to kill her as soon as possible."

They were in the mountain now. Her car had been burned down. If they threw her down here, even if she did not die, she would be severely injured. No one could say whether she could survive or not.

Moreover, it would be easier to kill her here. It could be treated as an ordinary car accident.

Hilla frowned. She kept staring at Patrick.

Seeing he was hesitant, she knew he was not resigned to kill her so easily.

"Young Master, someone will come soon."

The middle-aged man urged. He was afraid this dissolute young master would show tenderness at the critical moment.

As a man, he knew about this common problem. Patrick said in hatred, "How’s Rudi doing?" "Rudi hasn’t sent any news."

The middle- aged man told the truth. Patrick’s face clouded, "If we kill her now but Rudi failed, wouldn’t we be in big trouble?"

At that time, would Bruce let him off?

Patrick agreed with Rudi to take revenge, but he was not stupid to be utilized by others.

The middle-aged man paused when hearing this.

However, if they killed Hilla now, they could make it a car accident. If they acted later, it would be troublesome for them to find a solid alibi.

"Young Master, Rudi."

"Tie this woman up and take her away. No matter if Rudi succeeds or not, this woman is useful."

Hilla had known about his relationship with Rudi. So no matter what happened, he could use Hilla to threaten Bruce and Rudi.

When thinking he could threaten Bruce and Rudi, Patrick felt a bit more pleased.

"Young Master," The middle-aged man beside him was worried and wanted to persuade him. But obviously, Patrick had no patience to listen to him.

"Get in the car."

The people around him finally stopped persuading him. Hilla was dragged into the car by two strong men.

Patrick laughed, "You don’t have to think about running away. The two men are prepared for you. They are good at grappling and combating. You can’t run away."

Hilla didn’t expect that in order to catch her, Patrick prepared seriously.

The black car flashed on the road and soon disappeared. At the same time, Bruce drove to the road and passed by a black car.

James was driving. He glanced at the reflective mirror and said, "Mr. Anderson, someone is following us. It seems to be Rudi’s car."