Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 341

Chapter 341

Gerald remained skeptical. "What makes you think it's really a trap? Are you sure of this?"

The man sounded a little impatient. "You can have the lead vehicle drive over again if you don't believe me."

Gerald did just that and commanded the car in front to push on toward their original destination, and a few seconds passed before an earth-shattering explosion was heard and the lead vehicle was ripped up in two amidst a ferocious blaze.

As the flames spread, the sections of the road behind, too, erupted in a series of detonations.

The thunderous aftermath left Gerald a little aghast. He felt the entire ground tremor and no matter how hardy their car was, he could still sense the potency of the aftershocks that ensued.

It took Gerald a while to recover himself, and he drew a cross upon his chest. "Lord have mercy..."

They had narrowly escaped an ominous fate!

Across the way, Vinson narrowed his eyes as he watched the lead vehicle blew to smithereens. "He's onto us."

Jordan was positively fuming and close to tearing his own hair out. "Did that fella have a mine detector with him? How did he manage to discover our setup and intentionally sacrifice a car just to prove a point to us?"

In the next second, Carter's voice came through the receiver. "What now, Vin? Shall we pursue them?"

"No," said Vinson as he watched the convoy fade into the distance. "We won't be able to catch up."

Since their enemies had already been alerted, there was no more advantage to be had, especially on the former's turf.

Even if they were able to catch up, their odds of victory would have been diminished by half and it was, as such, not worth the risk.

Unlike his counterpart, he was not one who would readily gamble with the lives of his own people.

Just as Jordan was cussing away, a shuffle of footsteps came up rapidly from the direction of the stairs. The duo reflexively turned, only to see the rotund sales manager huffing and puffing as he ran over.

"Oh no! Oh no! It's terrible! A car out there has spontaneously combusted! Are you gentlemen all right?"

He was more worried that he would miss out on the plump commission to be had upon closing the deal if his two honored customers were to get frightened off.

It had Jordan nervous for a moment as he was half expecting for their enemies to launch a sneak attack after they created a distraction, so he simultaneously let

his guard down and breathed out a long sigh.

He had grown quite weary of playing pretend with Charles and said candidly, "I'm going out to Carter and the rest and see if we can replace anything useful since we got at least one of them."

With that, he skirted around the sales manager and made a beeline for the stairs, leaving the latter quite

flabbergasted.

Did they know it was going to blow... or could it be that they are the ones who set it off?

Charles suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as though a wind of foreboding had swept over him.

While he contemplated whether or not to call in the police, Vinson started, "I'm very satisfied with this house and I want it. What about the contract?""

With a single sentence, Vinson managed to cast out any fear or tension Charles might have experienced to the back of his mind.

It did not matter much to the latter whoever was responsible for the explosion so long as he was not caught in it. Conducting the sales took priority!

The mansion was unlike any other piece of real estate, hence he considered any sales made by the will of the fates.

That reminded him of a Chanaean idiom - I've sought

him among the masses, only to replace him close by the dimmest of lights.

The client of his destiny was nowhere else but right there before him!

Charles ignored the matter of the explosion and hastened to fish out the contract that he had brought along with him from his briefcase. Had it been any ordinary piece of property, sales managers would not typically have the contract with them, but it was different for mansions. The odd temperament of the ridiculously affluent made them unpredictable, so it was hard to ascertain whether they would want to close the deal on the spot.

It's absolutely the right decision to have it at the ready!

Charles gleefully rummaged out a pen for Vinson to sign the contract.