Her Revenge Returns (Lea and Alfred)

The crowd was shocked and confused.

Calvin was just released, and now he’s being stopped again. What is Mr. Brown trying to do? Is he aiming for some kind of dramatic effect? Or has he lost his mind?‘ they wondered.

Seeing his subordinates frozen in place, Dwayne dashed out and jumped onto a police motorcycle parked nearby. He sped off toward the Tanner family’s luxury vehicle.

The motorcycle quickly reached top speed, and within moments, Dwayne had overtaken the luxury car. He maneuvered the bike around a bend and positioned himself to block the vehicle.

“Mr. Brown!” the assistant shouted anxiously.

Seeing Dwayne intercepting, the officers behind him reacted quickly, mounting their own bikes to give chase. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Dwayne, who wasn’t skilled in combat, had already charged ahead, so it was up to the armed police to lead the charge, carry out their duties, and protect him.

They were all highly capable individuals chosen by Dwayne himself, and they soon caught up..

Calvin, peering through the car window with a dark expression, observed the situation outside. Dwayne had positioned himself in front, and a dozen or so oflicers were closing in aggressively, determined to stop him.

“Run them over!” Calvin ordered grimly, his eyes flashing with a vicious, murderous light. The thought of killing them didn’t bother him.

Dealing with the aftermath would be a hassle, but he didn’t care.

The luxury car roared like a beast and charged directly at Dwayne.

Dwayne, who had just stopped in front, looked up abruptly, realizing the imminent danger. His pupils contracted sharply, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he quickly locked his gaze on the car with steely resolve,

He had been on duty for nearly twenty years, battling the most ruthless criminals both in Vaporleon City and now in Iverton. He was prepared to die on the job.

He was scared, but he wasn’t backing down.

If he died, the Tanner family would have to face the consequences, and those who had helped him cover up and fabricate evidence would be dealt with by Dark Union.

At this moment, Dark Union had become his unwavering belief.

In a classroom at Conrad University, all the students were glued to their phones, holding their breath and staring wide–eyed at the luxury car charging toward Dwayne.

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“What is Calvin doing?ds he going to run Mr. Brown over right here?”

“How dare he?”

“What’s Mr. Brown doing?”

“Why isn’t he moving?”

“Is he…”

“Trying to sacrifice himself to stop Calvin?”

“No!”

“It’s not worth it.”

“Get out of the way quickly.”

Several passionate, earnest teenagers yelled at their phones, their eyes reddened and tears welling up. They wished they could leap through the screen and push the protector of the people out of harm’s way.

Lea stared at the screen, her pupils constricted and shining with a cold, sharp light.

‘If Dwayne dies, I want Calvin to pay. No, I want the entire Tanner family to pay,’ she wondered.

Shannon and Steve’s hearts were in their throats.

Bang!

Just as the car’s front was about to slam into Dwayne, a motorcycle came charging in, knocking him.

away.

Seven or eight motorcycles surged ahead, positioning themselves in front of the luxury car, trying to force it to stop while avoiding being run over.

The situation was dire, with life and death hanging in the balance.

“Push through! Don’t worry about their lives!” Calvin’s eyes were bloodshot, like a madman out of control.

‘How dare they block me! They’d better all be run over,‘ he roared inwardly.

“That bastard.” The officer who had just knocked Dwayne aside cursed loudly as he gunned the engine and slammed into the side of the car.

They were all highly skilled individuals chosen for their expertise, and they couldn’t let Dwayne get hurt under their watch…

‘He thinks he can kill us in front of our own door? Dream on,’ they thought.

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Bang!

The two vehicles collided, sending the motorcycle flying.

The luxury car was knocked off course, its speed decreasing.

Bang!

A rear tire was suddenly shot out, causing the car to screech to a halt.

In the Conrad University classroom, the students‘ breaths became audible.

“That’s so nerve–wracking. Thankfully Mr. Brown isn’t dead. He’s thrown aside. But why does he end up crashing into the wall? With his limbs sprawled out, he looks like a big turtle… It’s so comical that I couldn’t help but laugh,‘ they thought.

Bang!

Stuck in the wall for a moment, Dwayne fell to the ground, immediately covered in dirt. Laughter erupted in the classroom, with some students laughing until their eyes were red,

‘It’s great that this brave hero isn’t dead, wondered they.

On the live video feed, armed police officers surrounded Calvin’s car and swiftly yanked open the doors.

The Tanner family’s drivers and bodyguards, who were about to resist and protect Calvin, were pulled out by their collars and thrown onto the ground.

Dwayne got up and rushed over, shouting orders. “They attempted to murder a police officer.

Arrest them all.”

Calvin, seated inside the car, instinctively shrank back into the seat, glaring with rage as he fumed.

“We didn’t attack the police,” he said, trying to downplay the situation. “Dwayne, I’m innocent. What are you trying to do?”

His rage couldn’t hide his inner panic. It was just bluster.

Calvin knew he was carrying a heavy responsibility, and with these people daring to block him, things were bound to get complicated.

Media reporters swarmed around, with those from the Tanner family leading the charge. Their job was to protect Calvin’s reputation and shield him from any blame.

car?”

“Yes, Mr. Brown, there’s evidence that Calvin is innocent. Why did your police pursue and block his

“Yes, the situation was very dangerous. Calvin’s car was attacked and nearly caused an ac potential casualties on both sides.”

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The implication was clear. The police were to blame for attacking Calvin’s car.

“Mr. Brown, first you arrested the wrong person. With your high position, you shouldn’t be making such mistakes. And now, even though you’re an officer, you shouldn’t be abusing your power like this,” they said, skillfully twisting the narrative.

In just a few words, they painted Dwayne and his team as abusing their authority, harming the innocent, and unfairly targeting the innocent.

“Shut your damn mouth,” Dwayne shot back loudly. “You want evidence?”

He pulled out his phone and held it up. “Open your eyes and look closely”

His assistant arrived promptly. “If it’s not clear enough, check my laptop. I can forward it to everyone.”

A petite figure bumped into his path, bundled in a long down jacket with a hat and a large black mask nearly covering her face. Only her eyes were visible, along with a few strands of long hair falling from under her hat, with distinctive woolen curls.

“Send it to us. We need to confirm the evidence,” she said, her voice youthful and pleasant, yet carrying a weight of seriousness and determination. “Sure, I’ll send it to you.”

Dwayne’s assistant, who was struggling to distribute the new evidence quickly, forwarded it to her.

She then sent it out to several people around her.

Soon, the evidence was circulating widely, and a camera was pointed directly at the assistant’s laptop, streaming the high–definition footage live.