Billionaire Defiant Wife Chapter 451
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As there were so many bodyguards, the bodyguards behind Evan were scared. Besides, if they fired, they would all be dead.
Avery was also stunned because such a scene was familiar to her. The bodyguards were all in black uniforms with a Bauhinia sign, and the housekeeper, Lucien, stood in the most prominent position.
Sure enough, they were men of Evan's grandfather.
Avery expected that Evan's grandfather would certainly not let her go as she had disfigured Rebecca's face. If she could be able to escape, she was lucky enough.
There must be an end sooner or later between Avery and Evan's grandfather; otherwise, wherever she went, Evan's grandfather would take her back.
"Mr. Howel, your grandfather, wanted me to take Avery back," Lucien spoke in a definite and firm tone, sending an irresistible order.
There was no room for negotiation.
"What if I don't let her go?" Evan pulled Avery to his back, and his body completely blocked her.
"Then, I will be sorry for my offense." With a gesture from Lucien, the guns in the bodyguards' hands were loaded.
"Evan, let me go with them." Avery pulled his hand. Evan was the grandson, and they were in a consanguineous relationship.
However, this was in the Howel Family, which could be as strong as Country B. The reason why the Howel Family was so strong and powerful could be attributed to the smart strategies of Evan's grandfather.
Even if the mind and strategies of Evan in the business were better than his grandfather, he was weaker in terms of political connections than his grandfather. After all, no one dared to question this.
So, even if there was a consanguineous relationship, Evan was only a puppet for his grandfather to achieve political purposes.
"I have the baby in my belly. He won't hurt me." Avery went on persuading Evan.
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Evan held her hand and pinched it hard. Avery knew that he wanted to let her give up the idea.
Evan said, "If you want to take her away, step over my body first."
With that, he raised his hand and said, "Give the gun."
On his side, Robert hesitated to say, "Mr. Howel..."
Robert wanted to persuade his boss to let Avery go. Although it seemed weak to let Avery be taken away, it was obvious that there was no chance to win at this time, so it would be better to make a perfect plan to save Avery later.
But Evan has taken his gun away.
Holding Avery's hand, Evan went on without fear. Lucien had no expression on his face. With the gun aiming at the sky, Lucien fired into the air.
The pedestrians all screamed.
Because of the sound of gunfire, Avery's hand trembled, and she almost screamed.
"Don't be afraid. I'm with you."
In the face of a hundred bodyguards, Evan was more like a fearless king.
The warning of the first shot did not work. This time, Lucien aimed at Evan.
Avery took a deep breath and tugged at the hand of Evan, "Evan, let me go."
"No way!"
Bang.
As the voice fell, it was the sound of a gunshot. A bullet hit the tip of Evan's shoe.
Some tiny stones splashed on their ankles and trousers, but it still couldn't stop Evan from walking forward.
He must take Avery out.
And he wouldn't let them take her away.
"Mr. Howel..." Robert followed Evan, and he was worried that Mr. Howel was bound to infuriate his grandfather if he ignored the warning.
Lucien was a housekeeper, but he was on behalf of Evan's grandfather. If Evan disobeyed his orders, that is, he disobeyed the orders of his grandfather.
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Bang!
Lucien shot the thigh of Evan. This shot was no longer a warning, but an order.
"Evan."
"Mr. Howel."
Avery's and Robert's voice sounded at the same time. Looking down at the part that was shot by Lucien, Avery was relieved. It's an anesthesia bullet.
The target would fall unconscious in 2 or 3 minutes and wake up naturally in 90 or 120 minutes.
The anesthesia bullet worked. Avery clearly felt that her hand was loosened, and she walked out.
"Robert, take care of your boss."
"Avery, what are you going to do? I don't want you to go!" Evan used his strong will to keep him awake, "I said no. Don't leave me."
"Evan, in fact, you wanted to save me that day, didn't you?" This question was a little cruel to Avery as if she had experienced the scene of that day once again.
But she couldn't get it through. Every night she dreamed, the scene would appear as a nightmare and let her suddenly wake up.
Evan was suddenly silent, and Robert held him before he fell.
Avery turned to go and found that her dress was caught by something. Although Evan fell down, his hand tightly tugged at a corner of her dress.
Evan could not speak, but she knew he did not want her to leave.
Avery knelt down to break Evan's fingers open, but she found that she could not break them open at all.
Robert reached out to help her and found Evan held Avery's dress so tightly that he couldn't break his fingers open either.
It's impossible to be able to do this without a strong desire.
Evan was not going to let Avery go even though he was out of consciousness.
Avery was just about to go with Lucien. What if she really had to go away one day?
She could no longer imagine what a scene would be like.
A drop of tears fell on the back of Evan's hand. Avery tore her dress apart and left the corner of the dress in the hand of Evan.
Looking at Evan again, Avery turned around and went to Lucien.
When the men saw Avery coming, they had put away their guns, and two bodyguards were ordered to take Avery with them.
Avery looked back at Evan, and she knew in her heart that this was the last chance to see each other. Maybe they would never meet again.
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