Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1001

Chapter 1001 Insufficient Balance

Dodging sideways out of Wendy's reach, Arielle uttered a chuckle and recited the words shown on the screen, "Insufficient balance?"

Wendy's face instantly turned red as a fire truck. "You saw wrongly! Now, give my phone back to me!"

Arielle flicked her wrist, tossing the phone back to her.

She gazed at Wendy with a hint of amusement in her eyes. "Fifteen million's hardly a small amount, Wendy Greene. I can't let you go just like that. Write me an IOU!"

The onlookers chimed in as well, "Yeah! Go on, write her an IOU!"

"You..." Wendy clenched her teeth forcefully, both furious and bemused at the same time.

How could I possibly not have enough balance?

Remembering how her card and her mother's were all unusable earlier, she only felt more stumped than ever.

However, at that moment, she had no choice other than to succumb to the crowd's pressure and write the IOU as per their demands.

In her heart, she kept reminding herself not to act rashly again. After all, she was going to send a killer after Arielle as soon as she got out of this auditorium. There was no need to act out on her anger at the moment.

With that thought in mind, she took a deep breath and slowly regained her self-control.

After writing the IOU, she glanced toward Cecilia, who was still held back by the Specialized Forces, and strode toward them with quick steps. "I've written the IOU. Now, let my mother go!"

The men from the Specialized Forces released her expressionlessly.

Cecilia was, in fact, mad with fury. However, since those men were from the Specialized Forces, she did not dare to reprimand them either.

She glanced at Wendy. As their gazes met, they were both silently thinking the same thought.

How dare that woman embarrass us like this! Once we walk out of here, we're going to get our revenge, and she will pay for all this with her life!

"Let's go!" said Cecilia, pulling Wendy with her while dialing Daniel's number with her other hand.

Meanwhile, Daniel was on his way to the airport.

Unable to reach Cecilia, he had realized incidentally that all his bank accounts had just been frozen.

With no other options, he could only make the payment for the plane tickets using his subordinate's money.

Just when he was about to reach the airport, he finally received a call from Cecilia.

"Hello. Where are you two?"

As soon as his words were uttered, Cecilia immediately began complaining. "Our cards aren't working, Daniel! Hurry and get your assistant to check what's going on!"

A burst of fury instantly gushed through Daniel's heart.

"Are you seriously still going on about cards at this time? Call a taxi and come to the airport at once!"

Cecilia was shocked by his words and tone, but at the same time, she felt slightly riled up as well.

"What are you so angry about? I haven't even started talking about what you did-"

"I just told you to shut the f*ck up! Now, just come to the—"

Before he could finish his words, however, the car suddenly screeched to a halt.

Due to the inertia, his entire body immediately shot forward, his face slamming into the back of the driver's seat.

"Ouch! Do you even know how to drive?" he berated the driver, grimacing in pain.

The driver was but an ordinary taxi driver and did not know that he was the Chairman of Greene Corporation or whatnot. Hearing Daniel's rude remark, he was just as displeased and immediately retorted, "Are you f*cking blind or what? Don't you see that car blocking us in front? Or are you expecting me to ram my car into it for the insignificant taxi fees?"

Daniel was utterly stunned.

He had not heard anyone speaking to him in such a tone for long.

Times have changed indeed. He suddenly gained a profound understanding of that statement.

However, before he could even react, his subordinate reported in a panicked state, "Bad news, Mr. Greene! The Specialized Forces are catching up with us!"

Shocked, Daniel forgot all about the taxi driver at once, his gaze shooting toward the road ahead.

To his dismay, three vehicles with the badge of Specialized Forces printed across them were blocking the road horizontally, and two uniformed men hopped down from one of the vehicles and were heading in their direction.