Chapter 11

• A second later, sounds of tapping can be heard from the taxi drivers window and Rachel could hear a cold and calm voice, “Sir, please open your front passenger door.”
• The tone was very formal without a hint of emotion but the ˆPlease' was firmly emphasized... Eric's subordinates had all learned from him.
• Rachel yelled anxiously at the driver, “Don't open the door!” She said, “I'll give you money...”
• Suddenly...
• Smash!
• The driver side window was shattered into bits.
• This sudden action not only startled Rachel but also the Taxi driver.
• “I. . . I want to call the police! It’s lawless...”
• A stack of brand new 100-yuan bills was thrown onto his lap. At one look, it appeared to be ten thousand yuan. The bodyguard dressed in black looked in and asked, “Now, can you open the door?”
• “Yes, yes, yes! No problem!” The driver was brought over by the money replied and opened the door, “Hey, get off.”
• The driver must have thought that this crazy woman beside him had offended some important figure and didn't need to be kind towards her.
• He rudely chased her off the taxi but Rachel wouldn't leave. She held on tightly to the backrest and the driver forcefully pulled off Rachel’s arm.
• “Get off! I don't want to serve you! Hurry up!”
• Rachel continued to hold onto the backrest and shook her head desperately, “No! No! Don't make me get off!”
• “Get off.” A cold and calm voice came from behind Rachel. The familiar voice made Rachel tense up.
• The madness of the night was immediately calmed by this voice.
• Don't turn around, don't turn around and everything will be fine... it's an imagination, hallucination.
• “Don't let me repeat myself. Rachel Morris, you know how bad the consequences will be if you anger me.” The voice behind was inhumane.
• Rachel's face was pale... Yes! Of course, she knew! How could she not know!
• So she endured her fears and slowly turned around.
• The man was standing about two to three meters away from the car and under the street lamp. With a cigarette in his fingers, he took a drag, and the white smoke billows, partially covering his perfect looks.
• Under the dim lights, Rachel can see his expression clearly and he beckoned her to go over, “Come.”
• The low toned voice was manly and alluring, mesmerizing any woman.
• But in Rachel's ears, this voice was a call to death!
• She didn't want to go over, absolutely not! But she didn't dare to. It was as if her legs had a mind of their own and Rachel walked over to the man.
• The man raised his dashing eyebrows and looked at Rachel from head to toe and then back to her face. He scoffed, “Do you think what you did is worth it? The once decisive, confident, and calm Miss Morris is now trying to delay the inevitable? Hmm?”
• Rachel took a deep breath and forcibly pinched her thigh... She knew that to Eric, her actions were slow and were intentionally delaying.
• She was hoping that it was like what he said. That she was delaying.
• But the truth... truth! Ah...
• She clenched her teeth and quickened her pace. A familiar pain came over her and Rachel punched herself.
• When the man saw her walking faster, he smiled... that's right, a toy must behave like one.
• He stretched out his hand and looked at the woman before him. Eric exhaled a puff of smoke and flicked his cigarette butt and his man immediately grabbed the cigarette butt.
• The next moment, a large hand grabbed her chin and she winched in pain.
• Eric held onto Rachel's chin and shakes it left and right. He inspected Rachel's face and said, “Hehe, when did the high and mighty Miss Morris become so timid and fearful? Being kicked off by a taxi driver and begging for mercy totally without pride!"
• Rachel shivered and asked, “You sent men to follow me?”
• “Hmm... not too dumb after all.”
• Rachel's expression was terrible and smirked to herself... she knew that Eric wouldn’t let her off so easily.
• Then she twisted her head and looked towards the taxi driver and said slowly, “Driver, didn't you ask me what l stole and couldn't escape?”
• She looked at the driver’s eyes, “A life, I stole a woman's life, I killed his most beloved woman,” Rachel looked at Eric and at herself, “My best friend.”
• She said very slowly so that they feel that they were not dealing with a twenty-old woman but an old person, a retarded old person.
• Eric hated this feeling and was in anger while grabbing Rachel's hand and shafted her into his car.
• Rachel suddenly shouted, “Hang on, my money!”
• She managed to break free and ran over but to the others, she was only walking a fast pace.
• As she almost reached the taxi, an arm wrapped around her waist, “My money! Without money, how can I...”
• “Without money, how could you escape?” The cold voice interrupted her and asked, “Hmm, right?"
• Rachel was stunned... no! Of course not! She wanted money and a lot, a lot of money. She needed to repay her debts, to fulfill an appointment... her money! Her dream of Erhai Lake. Her aspirations!
• “Let me off! Money!” Rachel struggled and turned to the taxi driver, “Please give me back my money!”
• “Hey, this money is what you gave me. You can’t take back what you had given!” The taxi driver didn't want to lose what he had obtained. In any case, this woman killed the man’s beloved woman and will not have a good ending. Why should he worry?
• “Give me back my money!" Rachel's eyes were red, “l beg you, I beg you! Please give me back my money! Without money, how can l go without money!” Rachel begged repeatedly.
• Bash!
• Eric was furious!
• He can't believe that the person in front of him was Rachel!
• He recalled the moment when he rejected her after she expressed her love for him and she raised her chin proudly to tell him, “Helen isn't bad but she doesn't suit you. A person who suits Eric should be very confident of herself, like me.”