Billionaire Defiant Wife

Chapter 649: Leave It To Me

Gabrielle saw Jackson's expression at this moment, and she felt she was like a warrior who was ready to die bravely and to go forever.

In an instant, she put on an ugly smile, "Jackson, what do I deserve to stay with you? I'm neither beautiful nor sexy. If you want to find women to stay with you, leave it to me."

Gabrielle hasn't finished her words yet, but Jackson was gone.

Bang!

The car door was closed.

And then the car passed by her so unceremoniously. 

Gabrielle wanted to curse him, but it happened so suddenly that the car drove away.

When the car passed by her, she also saw Hill in the car, who was full of sympathy and said deliberately, "Gabrielle, it's late and dark. Take care!"

Fuck!

Gabrielle couldn't maintain calm. Though she was not in remote and barren mountains, there was a group of killers around.

The group of killers was ferocious. If she asked them for help, it's possible that she would be killed or raped on the way.

Thinking of this, Gabrielle wanted to slap on her mouth. Why did she talk about this topic with Jackson at this time?

Well, what did she say? She said she didn't deserve to stay with him and that she wanted to introduce women to him. Was there a mistake?

Any word could offend him. There were no human rights?

Gabrielle was angry, and her face flushed. She hated to be dumped by others most.

"Hello, beauty. Are you alone? Would you like me to give you a lift?" A voice floated from behind. Gabrielle looked back and saw a fat man with an evil smile.

Gabrielle tried to keep calm and stared at him, "Alone? Who says I'm alone?"

Then she turned her head and held her hand to the air around, "Darling, that man is so annoying. Don't mind him. Let's go."

The fat man was in place, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Gabrielle walked several dozen meters away and found no one was following her. She breathed a sigh of relief. All that was left was the plants on both sides of the road, not even a street lamp.

Gabrielle wrapped her clothes tightly. She was a nursing student, and she also learned a little anatomy. She had seen the body used for anatomy in formalin, so she wasn't afraid of any monster.

She kicked the stones under her feet. It's so unlucky that she left her phone and wallet in the car.

Dame Jackson! Don't let her see him again.

If she saw him again, she would stay away from him.

At this moment, her eyes were barely opened as the two blazing white lights swept away.

She raised her hands to block the lights and saw the car following her as it turned sharply.

She put her hands down and glanced at the black Ferrari car.

This car looked familiar!

The car stopped her, and Jackson said with a dark face, "Get in the car."

Could she become obedient so easily?

Gabrielle glanced at him, which seemed to tell him that she was unhappy.

Jackson unlocked his seat belt.

When he was about to get out of the car, Gabrielle quickly opened the door. When Jackson sat in the car again, she ran away after getting her mobile phone.

Jackson, ""

Knowing Gabrielle for such a long time, Jackson knew that Gabrielle was really angry this time.

In front of the car, the woman held her mobile phone and ran fast.

Gabrielle was gone for a second.

Jackson quickly got into the car and chased after her, but he did not find Gabrielle along the way.

Gabrielle hid herself in a pile of bushes and texted a message in secret.

It's strange. When she was texting the message, she remembered Jackson's words.

The snitch would be dead if he let out the secret!

Suddenly, she shook her hands, and the mobile phone fell into the haystack.

Oh, shit!

Avery's business was hers too, and she couldn't be afraid of death.

After texting the message, she peeped out of the bushes to see whether there were suspicious vehicles and then swaggered out.

***

On a pink queen bed, a woman's long chestnut hair was draped over a pink pillow.

Looking closely, she frowned tightly, and sweat emerged from the tip of her nose. Suddenly, the mobile phone screen lit up. The woman's body trembled, and she opened her eyes suddenly.

Her chest heaved with rapid breathing. She pressed her chest hard as if the heart was about to jump out of her throat.

The pink walls were faintly visible through the moonlight that shone through the curtains.

Avery pressed her fingers on the temple and remembered she was in Gabrielle's apartment.

Thinking of the bloody scene in her dream, she sighed out of relief.

In her dream, there were two men. The man behind her took out his gun and shot the man in front of her.

The man who was shot pressed his chest and fell to the ground. Avery heard the sound of blood dripping on the floor.

The man half knelt on the ground, slowly turning his head. Avery covered her mouth in horror.

The sound stuck in the throat and couldn't voice out.

Avery kept shaking her head.

She stretched out her hand at him, trying to help him, but for some reason, she couldn't take the step.

"Evan..." Avery shouted his name. There couldn't be anything wrong with him.

Avery was overwhelmingly desperate when she saw the most loved one, slowly falling in front of her.

Fortunately, it was only a dream, but the dream was so realistic and let her still be in great fear.

Turning her head, Avery looked at the mobile phone.

Avery took her mobile phone and unlocked the screen. Gabrielle's text message came in.

"Avery, you scared me. I just saw those people gambling. Those people said to pay 500 million dollars to kill Evan. I was going to call you for fear it would disturb you. What should we do? Will you tell Evan the news?"