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Earlier when they checked in, they realized another group had also descended upon the scene. There was substantial number of individuals.

“Inform the vice president to lead the team back once the rain subsides,” Marcus instructed.

The two of them headed for the underground garage, and Trenton prepared to start the car and depart from the hotel.

Shera, however, insisted on joining them.

“Where are you going? I want to come with you.”

With an expression as cold as ice, Marcus sternly ordered, “Get out!”

“I won’t be a burden. Please let me come along.”

Trenton pivoted and coldly replied, “Miss Evans, we have pressing matters at hand. You cannot accompany us.”

At that moment, rapid footsteps echoed through the garage, and a group of individuals closed in on them.

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Trenton had no choice but to accelerate away.

However, their pursuers were hot on their heels. Ryan was determined to exact vengeance upon Marcus for Rosa’s death.

As night fell, Trenton periodically checked the rearview mirror and noticed that they were still being followed.

“Mr. Thomas, they’re still tailing us.”

“Stay sharp. Just keep driving.”

Shera suddenly exclaimed, “Your arm is bleeding.”

She noticed a crimson stain on Marcus’s sleeve. She realized that the high-speed evasive driving had caused her to tumble into Marcus, and as she sat up, she observed the telltale signs of blood on her hands.

The injury on his arm had reopened during the confrontation at the hotel, and despite being bandaged, the wound was still significant enough to continue bleeding.

Trenton, hearing this, glanced back with concern and worry.

“I’m alright. Continue driving.”

Trenton turned his attention back to the road.

After some time, they reached an abandoned house deep in the forest.

Trenton parked the car and concealed it with branches before they sought refuge within the building.

Marcus approached a window and reloaded his weapon while maintaining a vigilant watch on the surroundings.

Shera approached, removing her silk scarf.