Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 546

Chapter 546

The crashing sounds became harder and louder by the minute.

Though she was in an expensive car, a crack soon appeared in the glass window.

On the other hand, Carter heard the commotion even before he reached the entrance.

It was too loud and noisy to ignore, after all.

He turned to look over his shoulder and spotted the window beside the passenger seat shattering into pieces. Someone had stretched his arm in, attempting to open the door.

Arielle's been discovered!

Shocked, Carter dashed toward her.

At the same time, in an office on the top floor of Nightshire Group.

Rayson was reporting to Vinson. "Mr. Nightshire, we've hushed the media as per your order. Similar reports will be stopped before they get published. But if those family members keep protesting, we can't really stop the netizens' gossiping."

Vinson inclined his head and inquired, "What about the customer at the hospital? How is he doing?"

Rayson shook his head. "He's still in the emergency room. I've asked Mr. Carter Morgan to send his best

doctor to the hospital, but the customer is still in a critical state."

Solemnly, Vinson lit a cigarette and ordered, "Tell the doctors to do their best and get the best specialists in town. For now, close every Soir Coffee store in Jadeborough. Make sure no employees stay behind so they won't get hurt."

"Yes. I'll get it done right away."

Frowning, Vinson looked down and noticed a bunch of people hitting a car.

Not far away, Carter was rushing toward that car.

Surprise flashed across Vinson's face.

Carter isn't someone who'd risk his life for a cheap car. There must be someone inside the car! Who could it be?

Suddenly, a sense of dread welled up within him.

At once, he turned on his heels and ran out while praying fervently, Please don't let it be Arielle. Please don't let it be Arielle! Downstairs, in the car.

Arielle looked around for something to defend herself but to no avail.

As a hand reached in to open the car door, she grabbed the person's wrist and twisted it forcefully. Crack! The

sickening sound of bone cracking filled everyone's ears.

"Ah!" the man yelled in agony and withdrew his hand as the color drained from his face.

Right then, Arielle suddenly noticed the logo of the car.

It's a Rolls-Royce!

Her eyes lit up. When the second person came at her, she pushed the door open forcefully and pressed a secret button. Click! An umbrella popped out.

All Rolls-Royce cars were equipped with an umbrella!

Swiftly, Arielle opened the umbrella and shoved the men closest to her away before anyone could realize what she was trying to do.

As it was crowded, her action caused everyone else to stagger backward like dominoes.

Arielle grabbed the opportunity to leap onto the hood of the car.

She then propelled herself upward and landed at the other end of the crowd, rolling on the ground to break her fall.

Her movement was swift and natural, as though she was a skilled martial artist.

Everyone gaped in disbelief.

Arielle rose to her feet swiftly. As everyone gazed at her in shock, she ran away, heading for the road.

One man regained his composure and hollered, "She's running away! Hurry, go after her!"