Chapter 501: Chapter 501: Mika Summers VS Tristan Grayson (Part 1)
Gia Miller, unlike Leon Warren, wasn’t surprised or angry. She just sneered. "It’s Mika Summers! Hahaha, talk about falling right into our lap! We just got rid of Tristan Grayson, and now Mika Summers has delivered herself right to us."
"You crazy bitch, how can you still be laughing?" Leon Warren said coldly, his voice laced with anger. "I just heard her on the phone calling for help."
Gia Miller scoffed. "Hah, a rescue? Tristan Grayson is as good as dead. No one can save him!"
"So what do we do now? Should we get out of here?"
"Leave? How can we leave? Mika Summers is still here! How can I possibly leave?! I’m going to watch her die before I go!" Gia Miller was on the verge of a breakdown, roaring at Leon Warren.
Leon Warren often gave Gia Miller a hard time, but when push came to shove, he was always the first to side with her and follow her lead. His earlier anger and panic subsided, and his voice became calm. "So what’s the plan?"
"Drag Mika Summers out of that car and throw her in the river! She wants to save Tristan Grayson so badly? Fine. Let’s watch her try."
"Okay," Leon Warren agreed. He started yanking on the car door, but after two tries, it wouldn’t budge. He then started kicking it, trying to force Mika Summers out.
Mika Summers fought back her initial panic and fear, slowly forcing herself to calm down.
’I can’t panic. I have to stay calm. I have to wait for Silas Kent, wait for Ian Shaw and the others to realize something’s wrong and get here...’
Gia Miller crossed her arms, watching the woman sitting quietly in the car. Her lips curled into a sneer. ’So, Tristan Grayson, this is the woman you wanted to marry?’
’She won’t even get out of the car, just to save her own skin...’
The other men came over to help, yanking on the handle and pounding on the door, but it was no use.
After a few minutes, they were all panting from exhaustion. They looked to Gia Miller, and Leon Warren said angrily, "This isn’t work—"
But before Leon Warren could finish his sentence, they heard the sound of helicopters.
They looked up in terror. More than a dozen helicopters filled the sky, with one hovering directly overhead.
Ian Shaw was holding a gun, aimed right at Gia Miller’s head...
The other helicopters flew toward the Weslyn River. They could see men in life jackets jumping out, one after another, into the water below.
Then, police sirens began to wail all around them. Hearing the sirens, Leon Warren and his men completely panicked. He grabbed the stunned Gia Miller’s arm and urged, "The cops are here! We have to go, now!"
He tried to drag her away.
But Gia Miller angrily shook his hand off. "Go where?! We’re not leaving! Not until Mika Summers is dead!"
"If we don’t go now, we’re all going to die!"
"We’ll die even if we run." ’If the police don’t get us, The Baron will...’
Besides, she hadn’t finished killing everyone she wanted dead. How could she possibly run away now?!
At that thought, Gia Miller snatched a dagger from Leon Warren and drew it. She raised the dagger and stabbed at the car window!
With a loud CRACK, the glass shattered, showering Mika Summers in shards. Gia Miller’s own hand was covered in cuts, but she ignored the pain, tightened her grip on the dagger, and thrust her arm into the car.
Seeing Gia Miller’s actions from above, Ian Shaw shifted his aim slightly, targeting her thigh. BANG! He fired.