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Chapter 355
The winding mountain road is a common spot for young people to use as a night–time racetrack,
especially around the tight bends.
Maja had just mentioned this road, adding that Glenn often raced there.
The implication was if anything happened to him, he’d have no one to blame but himself.
The driver drifted smoothly around several bends.
Glenn, with bloodshot eyes, pushed the pedal to the metal. Seeing his location becoming more and
more remote, he could barely contain his laughter. Maja had no clue what she was getting herself into.
Now, being so far from the city, he could seize the opportunity to take advantage of her if she was
forced to stop.
He turned the steering wheel when the car passed a sharp turn, but that caused his car to skid out of
control.
Glenn’s pupils contracted in fear, and the strong impact hit him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBefore his car plunged off the cliff, he managed to leap out, but it still felt like both his legs were broken.
Blinding pain shot through him, rendering him unconscious.
The driver in front saw that the car behind hadn’t caught up. He knew something must’ve happened.
He turned around and took a different route back, dialing Maja’s number.
Ms. Pennyfeather, the job’s done.”
Maja, sitting in her car, heard these words. Her lips tightened, and her throat was dry.
“All right, I got it.”
It was Maja’s first time setting a trap.
Glenn’s revenge was so intense that it was seriously affecting her life. She couldn’t let him bully her
anymore.
And she had given him opportunities.
It was his own fault, blinded by hatred.
When both cars were about to return to Rosewood Manor, Maja worried about lan being there, so she
switched back to her own car and planned to return to RosenGarden.
It was already nine o’clock at night.
She checked her phone and found a missed call from lan; she hadn’t answered it due to the Glenn.
Maja immediately dialed back.
lan hung up.
Looking at the disconnected call, she suddenly thought lan was being a bit petty.
At that moment, lan was at Rosewood Manor. When he returned that night, even Maria was surprised.
She thought it was unusual enough for him to call and check on a dog, let alone come back early from
work and immediately leash up Coco, apparently planning to return it to its owner.
Maria saw him make a call, but the person didn’t pick up.
His face darkened, and he tossed the leash aside.
Maria, unsure what had happened, asked cautiously, “Mr. Raymond, aren’t you returning the dog?”
“No.”
lan’s tone was heavy as he headed upstairs.
The owner probably isn’t in a hurry.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMaria thought to herself, Ms. Pennyfeather surely isn’t in a hurry, as she knows Coco is at Rosewood
Manor.
Maja, who had been hung up on, was hesitating whether to call again. She really couldn’t figure out
lan’s temper, so she called Maria instead.
“Maria, Mr. Raymond didn’t shortchange Coco’s meals, did he?”
Would he spitefully not feed Coco because he was upset?
Coco was a mischievous, picky eater. It wouldn’t stand for such an injustice..
“Ms. Pennyfeather, don’t worry Tonight, Mr. Raymond had us feed it imported beef.”
Maja was taken aback. She treated Coco well but had never fed it such expensive beef.
As long as Coco wasn’t being mistreated.
Having dealt with the Glenn, she could finally get some peaceful sleep.
As for Coco, with imported beef to eat and lan accepting it, it was living a good life at Rosewood Manor.
There was no need for her to worry.
At that moment, lan was dealing with company documents. He stayed busy until midnight, with his
phone remaining silent.
His face grew increasingly grim, with a strong urge to sell the dog.