Chapter 552 One Word and You’re Dead
Chapter 552 One Word and You’re Dead
Yunice hesitated for just a moment, then answered with a quiet “Mm” and sent the location to Wyatt while still on the call.
But barely a few seconds later, she hung up.
Elianna’s eyes widened in shock, just about to shout, Didn’t you promise Wyatt you wouldn’t hang up?!
Before she could say anything. Yunice calmly took her phone, popped it open using a hairpin, and removed the battery. Without even looking up, she said, “If he asks, tell him your phone just ran out of power–that’s why the call dropped.”
Elianna was speechless.
She held her now–dead phone in her hands, curled up in the passenger seat, stealing glances at Yunice with growing dread.
The woman in front of her was nothing like the soft, obedient girl she used to imagine.
Yunice was terrifying, Calculating. Ruthless.
Yunice released the handbrake and drove off, passing Paul’s abandoned vehicle and exiting the Saunders family’s grounds. When they arrived at the location she had just sent Wyatt, she brought the car to a stop and unlocked the doors
“Get out,” she told Elianna.
Elianna stumbled out, sobbing and shaking, too afraid to disobey.
But the moment she stepped outside, she heard the roar of an engine and a sharp rush of air behind her.
She turned–just in time to see Yunice’s car slam into a tree.
“Bang!”
Elianna instinctively shielded her head. A few seconds passed. Smoke billowed out from under the crumpled hood.
The windshield had shattered into a spiderweb of cracks. Yunice’s condition inside the car was unclear.
The black car carrying the two bodyguards screeched to a stop behind them. The men leapt out in a panic.
They were stunned. Wasn’t she the one who said to keep things quiet? How did this escalate so fast?
How the hell were they supposed to explain this to Wyatt now?
As if summoned, a black luxury car screeched around the corner and stopped with a sharp turn.
Wyatt jumped out, his face tense with worry.
Elianna, tears streaming, immediately lit up at the sight of him. She rushed forward. “Wyand“.
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She planned to block his path and finally spill everything–Yunice’s schemes, the truth of what happened
But before her hand could even brush his sleeve, Wyatt swerved past her without a second glance, ever locked on the wreck,.
vehicle.
Elianna froze.
Her arms remained outstretched, trembling as she watched Wyatt race forward.
His usually polished hair was tousled from the wind. He didn’t look at anyone. Didn’t speak. Just moved.
In the blink of an eye, he pulled open the car door and reached inside.
The next second, he carried Yunice out in his arms.
Elianna scrambled forward. “Wyatt! Yunice, she-
Wyatt scowled, cutting her off. “Didn’t I tell you not to hang up the phone?”
Stunned by the reprimand, Elianna was too flustered to respond.
Before she could even stammer out an excuse, Wyatt was already walking away, carrying Yunice to the car.
He didn’t spare Elianna another look.
She stood there, stunned and dejected.
Wyatt really… only sees Yunice.
They’d both been through the same ordeal. But he only had eyes for Yunice.
As she stood there wallowing, Jordan rolled down the passenger window. “Elianna! Get in
Sniffling, Elianna wiped her face and quickly climbed in, afraid any delay would make Wyatt blame her for holding up Yunice’s treatment.
Jordan hit the gas. As the car sped up, Elianna glanced again at Yunice, who lay motionless in Wyatt’s arms.
Eyes closed. Unmoving.
Is she unconscious?
Elianna clenched her fists, torn. Should she tell Wyatt what Yunice had done?
He clearly cared about her deeply. If she stayed quiet, he’d be tricked for who knows how lor
Her nails dug crescents into her palms. Elianna hardened her resolve. “Wyatt…”
His heavy gaze shifted to her.
And just like that, the words died in her throat–because Yunice opened her eyes.
dazed. Her gaze was steady, cold, and silent as a blade.
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She stared at Elianna, black eyes filled with quiet warning
There was no fear in them. No panic.
Only certainty.
The kind that said: Say whatever you want. I’ll make sure he never believes you.
That chilling threat–quiet and calculated–was louder than a scream.
Elianna’s throat closed up like she’d swallowed iron. She couldn’t get a single word out.
Wyatt frowned at her trembling silence, clearly annoyed. “What is it?”
Elianna felt like she was balancing on a tightrope–wolves ahead, tigers behind. She couldn’t afford to offend either side. All she could do was shake where she sat.
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