Bradley narrowed his brows angrily. He grabbed a security guardâs arm and menacingly demanded, âWhat are you talking about?â
âMr. Warner, your sonâs life is at stake, and youâre here getting angry with us?â
âYouâve driven a young lady to the point of jumping into the sea to prove her innocence.â
âYour own son would rather jump out of a car than leave with you! Itâs evident how much of a failure you are as a personâ¦â
Bradleyâs mind went blank. He looked at the security guards around him, and then his gaze fell on the pool of blood on the ground. Suddenly, he pushed the security guards aside and staggered to his sports car.
He opened the car door and pressed the gas pedal, but all he saw was a pool of red blood. His legs shook with fear.
He took a deep breath, steadied himself, and pressed the accelerator. The carâs engine roared in the underground garage.
The security guards watched as Bradley drove his fancy sports car and exchanged hushed whispers.
âHow can there be such a man in this world?â
âHe probably doesnât consider us regular people as human beings because heâs rich.â
âItâs truly Ms. Quillâs misfortune to meet someone like him.â
âGet real. How much is your monthly salary? And youâre concerned about a woman living in a luxury mansion?â
A loud crash reverberated through the garage while the security guards gossiped about Bradley.
Bradley had rammed his car into the wall, creating a thunderous noise.
He got out of the smoking car, paying no attention to the valuable vehicle, and ran toward the exit.
This abrupt twist of events thrust added responsibilities upon the security guards. This was no ordinary matter-a priceless sports car was involved. The guards hesitated to even touch it. They had to contact property management and the insurance company for guidance.
As Bradley exited the garage, he stood by the roadside to wait for a ride. The traffic during rush hour had transformed the three-lane road into a snail-paced stream of vehicles.
After a futile wait for a ride, Bradley noticed electric bicycles available for rent by the roadside. Worrying about Felixâs condition, he unlocked a bicycle using a ride-sharing app and pedaled.
He was aware of the ambulanceâs destination and steered the bicycle in that direction.
Despite the rush hour frenzy, the drivers on the road cleared a path for the ambulance carrying Esther.
âMommy, donât cry.â Felix comforted Esther, seeing her constant tears, âIâm not in pain.â
Esther held onto Felixâs hand tightly and said seriously, âFelix is really brave.â
âBecause Iâm Mommyâs son!â
Felixâs voice was so soft that Esther could hear the tremor and fear in his tone.
âYouâre like me, super brave, right?â
Felix replied affectionately, âYes!â
Estherâs heart was knotted in pain. She regretted not having the power of foresight. If she did, she would not have let Felix witness the argument between her and Bradley. No! If she had the power of foresight, she would never have allowed Bradley to take Felix away.