Drowning In His Deep Love (Re-edited)

Chapter 104 Car Accident

Chapter 104 Car Accident

Florence wrenched the wheel sharply to avoid the van but still failed. The van collided with hers directly from the side.

The driver had no intention of avoiding her at all, as if on purpose.

After the violent crash, the side door of Florence’s car was badly dented in the collision. When the airbag popped up, Florence was stunned at that moment. Her head slammed on the wheel, and the dull pain was very intense.

Florence briefly lost consciousness and lay on the wheel.

Due to the remoteness of the road, no cars passed by. After the van driver stopped the car, he got out of the car quickly to check, and then winked at his companions in the car, "Hurry up and take her away."

Florence felt in a daze that she was dragged out of the car. Her forehead was sticky with blood.

Florence was taken into the van. In the turbulence, Florence passed out again.

When Florence woke up again, she didn't even know where she was. It was dark all around. There was a musty smell and the odor of rust in the air, and there were mice squeaking.

There was still pain on her forehead. Florence tried to move her feet, only to find that her hands and feet were tied.

Florence suddenly realized that this was not an ordinary car accident at all but intentional.

Who did this?

Colleen or Allison?

Colleen was pregnant and had just been released on bail, so she shouldn't be so bold.

Allison should have no time to find fault with her because she was fighting against Lincoln in order to divide the property.

Who would it be?

Where was she?

It was so dark all around. Even if it was really dark, she wouldn't be able to see anything clearly. Was this a confined space?

At this moment, Florence heard the sound of a wheelchair pressing on the ground. It was because she had been with Alexander for a long time that she could distinguish the sound.

Was Alexander here?

Florence tried to shout but only made a mumbling sound. Her mouth was sealed.

Now Florence was anxious.

Suddenly, the sound of the wheelchair disappeared. What happened?

Florence felt panicked. She was kidnapped shortly after Zachary was. Could it be done by the Wolf Gang that Alexander mentioned?

"Umm!" Florence tried to call for help.

"Where is she?"

"Inside."

There were voices outside.

Immediately Florence heard the sound of the iron door being pushed open. With a creak, the door slowly opened. Several dazzling white lights came in. Florence couldn't open her eyes at all and turned her head to the side subconsciously.

The sound of the wheelchair was getting closer and closer. Florence squinted slightly, and could only roughly see a man sitting in the wheelchair coming against the light.

When getting closer, she could see the other person's appearance clearly.

It was a completely unfamiliar face.

She didn't know him.

But he showed a gloomy smile and said, "Ms. Scott, I'm really sorry to invite you in this way."

He said sorry, but she was almost killed by the van.

There was a man standing behind the man in the wheelchair; probably this was his bodyguard.

The man in the wheelchair motioned the person behind him to tear off the tape on Florence's mouth. The moment the tape was torn off, Florence was so painful that her tears almost came out.

"Who on earth are you? What kind of deep hatred do I have with you? I remembered that I didn't offend you. What do you want to do with tying me here?"

Florence also saw the surroundings through the light. This was an abandoned factory.

"Ms. Scott, great wits have short memories. Why did you forget me?" The man touched his left leg with a sinister expression, and said viciously, "This is all thanks to you."

Only then did Florence notice that the man's left leg was broken.

The trouser was empty inside.

Florence stared at the man's left leg in astonishment. She really didn't remember when she broke his leg.

"This is definitely a misunderstanding. You must have made a mistake. I really don't know you. What does your leg have to do with me?"

The man shouted fiercely, "You are still arguing. Someone told me that my leg was lost because of you."

"Who?" Florence explained, "I don't even know you. How could I break your leg? Someone must have framed me. Let me tell you, there are too many people who don't like me yet can't kill me. Maybe someone wants to use you to kill me."

The man's face turned livid with anger, "You mean I'm stupid? I don't even know if I'm being used."

"I didn't say that. You understood it by yourself." Florence pouted without tension, "Let's not mess around here. I really have no grudge against you. You have found the wrong person."

The man's expression became more sinister, "A few months ago, you were kidnapped. Do you remember this?"

Hearing this, Florence was nervous and was not as relaxed as before.

She was kidnapped by Allison and almost drowned in the sea.

To be precise, Camden asked someone to kill her.

Florence's eyes fell on the man's broken leg, and she reacted in shock, "Are you Camden's son, Charlie?"

Charlie sneered, "It seems that Ms. Scott hasn't remembered it."

"I, I remember." Florence swallowed her saliva, with her limbs going cold, "Mr. Tucker, it was your father who wanted to kill me back then."

A dutiful son was obliged to pay his father's debts and it was cruel for him to lose a leg. But it was not she who asked others to break Charlie's leg.

But Florence can also guess who did it, Alexander.

Alexander took revenge on Camden for her and broke the leg of Camden's favorite young son.

Charlie grabbed his empty trouser. The grief and anger in his eyes seemed to be able to swallow people.

"Florence, you have ruined everything of me. You made me crippled. I will ask you to pay for this debt."

"What do you want?" Florence felt Charlie's strong hatred, and her pupils shrank suddenly, "It seems that today I can’t go out from here safely. Before doing something to me, Mr. Tucker, can you tell me who told you that?"

She always knew who was trying to kill her before she died.

"Florence, aren't you afraid at all?" Charlie stared at Florence firmly.

"Is it useful to be afraid?" Florence chuckled, "If I say I'm afraid, can you let me go?"

"No."

"That's fine." Florence twitched the corners of her mouth, "I just hope that before you start to kill me, I can know the truth."

"Okay, I'll let you know." Charlie said, "It was a woman who called me. As for who it is, you will guess by yourself. As you said just now, you have offended so many people. You can think about who wants your life the most."

Florence really couldn't guess the truth, and sneered, "You are the one who wants my life most now. But I have to remind you, Mr. Tucker, do you think that with my ability, I can break your leg? I don't deny that this matter has something to do with me, but the one who really breaks your leg is not me."

"Who is that?"

"I don't know." Florence naturally wouldn't betray Alexander; she was just delaying the time, "I just don't want you to be used by others, and I’m afraid that your other leg will not be guaranteed."

"You are threatening me." Charlie said angrily, "I want to see today if I can kill you. Come and kill her and break her leg." Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

As soon as Charlie's voice fell, several big men came in from outside immediately, carrying guillotines in their hands.