Upon hearing this, Elliot looked serious and said analytically, "You donât have many enemies. Your
only enemies are the Taylor family and the Conrad family."
"So youâre saying they planned the accident?" Yvonne tightly held the chain of her shoulder bag.
Elliot squinted his eyes. "It's possible."
"But why? Why now?" Yvonne was puzzled. "If it's me that they want, they could have done
something last time, but why now? Could it be..."
"What did you think of it?" Elliot asked.
Yvonneâs mouth moved a little. Right when she was about to say something, she suddenly saw
someone behind him.
The person was covered in blood.
It was the driver!
She wasn't sure when the driver woke up and got out o f the car.
With a sullen face, he slowly lifted something in his hand and stared at them fiercely.
Yvonne couldn't see what the driver was holding as Elliot blocked her, but her instinct told her that it
wasn't something good.
She took a deep breath and quickly warned, "Elliot, be
careful!â
Elliot was startled for a moment. Then, he realized what was happening through Yvonne's worried
eyes. He immediately turned around and kicked.
Unfortunately, he failed.
The driver squatted down and avoided Elliot the moment he kicked.
Not only that, but while the driver was avoiding Elliot, he raised his arm towards Elliot with a grin
and pointed at his chest.
Bang!
It was a gunshot.
Elliot felt a sharp pain in his chest and hot liquid came out of it.
He slowly lowered his head and saw a hole as big as a finger on his chest. His blood was flowing
out of the hole continuously.
No wonder it hurt so much. He was shot...
Elliot laughed at himself with a pale face. He could no longer stand and fell to the ground with a
thud.
The driver who fired the gun fell to the ground with him.
After the accident earlier, the driver almost collapsed when he tried his best to escape. With such a
big movement, he felt that his internal organs were about t o explode.
If he hadnât been holding on, he wouldnât be able to stand up nor could he fire the shot.
The moment Elliot fell to the ground after a gunshot, h e glanced at Yvonne regrettably and he
couldn't hold i t anymore. He fell after vomiting blood.
This incident shocked all the onlookers.
Everyone was screaming for some time.
Yvonne finally returned to reality from the shock. Her face was pale and she looked at Elliot who
was on the ground, not knowing if he was alive. She clenched her fists and yelled, then she
stumbled over and kneeled beside Elliot. She reached out with her shaking hands to touch Elliot's
face.
"Elliot? Elliot?â She called Elliot twice in horror, trying t o wake him up.
However, Elliot remained still and he didn't respond a s if he was really dead.
Yvonne was even more scared. She cried and held Elliotâs body in her arms. With the other hand,
she pressed on Elliotâs wound to stop the blood from flowing.
But it was useless. No matter how hard she pressed on the wound, the blood was still flowing
through her fingers, staining her clothes.
She could even feel the blood getting colder and the fear in her heart expanded infinitely.
"Elliot, don't scare me... Please hold on, don't die. Do you hear me? Don't die!" Yvonne burst into
tears, crying for help from the crowd, "Please, please save him. Take us to the hospital, please..."
The onlookers looked at her begging and were moved by her.
But nobody sent them to the hospital. After all, no one wanted the troubles.
Right when Yvonne was in deep despair for the apathy of these people, she suddenly heard
someone shout, "The ambulance's here!"
Ambulance?
A ray of hope burst into Yvonne's eyes. When she heard the sound of the ambulance getting closer,
she smiled excitedly.
Yes, Elliot could be saved!
"Yvonne?" The ambulance stopped. Shane got out of the ambulance in a white coat and saw
Yvonne when he came down.
Upon hearing his voice, Yvonne cried eagerly, "Shane, hurry. Save Elliot, please save him!â
"Elliot?" Shane lowered his head to look at the person i n her arms. When he saw the injury on
Elliot's chest, his pupils shrank and he quickly stepped up to perform CPR for Elliot.
Yvonne worried that she would be in his way, so she quickly got up and took a step back. She stood
aside and looked at him nervously.
Two minutes later, Shane shouted towards the ambulance, "Stretcher. Blood bag!" 1
Soon, a few medical staff came over with a stretcher. After the blood transfusion, they carried Elliot
onto the stretcher and ran to the ambulance.
Yvonne glanced at Elliot worriedly and grabbed Shane's arm. "Shane, Elliot is now in your hands.
You must save him! Please!"
"Donât worry, I won't let him die. Alright, I have to get into the ambulance now. You should call Henry
and tell him that Elliot was shot."
Shane patted Yvonne's hand to comfort her. Then, he retracted his arm and quickly got into the
ambulance.
The ambulance gradually left with a siren sound that took Yvonneâs worried mind away.
She shivered when she looked at the blood on the ground. Her body was still shaking. Even her
hands were shaking so hard that she could barely hold her mobile phone. It took her a while to
make the call.
"Hello?" Henry's cold voice came from the other end of the mobile phone.
Yvonne choked up and the tears she tried to hold back rolled down again. "It's me..."
Her voice trembled.
Henry said, "I know. Whatâs wrong with your voice?"
"I..." Yvonne held the phone tightly with both hands." Something happened...â
"What?" Henry got up from his office chair and asked hurriedly, "What's the matter?"
âNo... it's not me. it's Elliot!" Yvonne took a deep breath and spoke properly.
Henry was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard that she was fine. But his heart jumped
again when he heard that Elliot was in an accident. "What happened to him?"
"He was shot!" Yvonne couldn't hold back and started tearing up again. 1
When Henry heard this, his mind went blank and it took him several seconds to react. He raised his
voice, "What did you say? Hayden was shot?"
"Yes, I'm near the hospital now. Elliot was taken away by the ambulance. Please come over now,"
Yvonne said helplessly.
With such a big accident, she didn't know what she could do by herself.
"I'll come right away!" The air surrounding Henry tensed up. After he hung up, he opened the
drawer, grabbed his car key, and strode out of the office.
Half an hour later.
He hurried to the emergency room and he saw Yvonne sitting on the chair in the corridor with her
back slightly bent. Her hands were pressing on her stomach tightly and her pale face looked like
she was i n pain. He couldn't help but walk over lightly and ask with concern, "What happened to
you?"
Yvonne quickly got up from the chair after hearing his voice. Then, she smiled weakly, "You're here."
Henry nodded. "You have a stomachache?"
Yvonne bit her lip and hummed.
"Let me call the doctor," Henry said while he turned around.
Yvonne stopped him. "No. I probably ran too fast when I was helping Elliot with the hospitalization
procedures and hurt my stomach. I'll be fine after a while." "Really?" Henry frowned and looked at
her stomach.