Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 406 The Voice

Christy was also stunned for a moment. After a while, she smiled, picked up her gun and pointed it at Irene again. "Come here and open the car door." There was a car in the garage. Irene opened the door and took the lead to sit inside.

Christy sat in the passenger seat. Her gun was pointed at Irene's head the whole time. Branden did not know whether to stop her or let her leave. However, it was obvious that Christy would not shoot Irene.

On the ground, the driver was still turning over painfully. Hearing the car starting, he endured the pain and rolled a few times to make way. With hesitation, the butler opened the garage door and the front gate. Afterwards, the group of people watched as Irene stepped on the accelerator pedal and drove the car away.

"Irene-" Branden chased after them for a few steps in anger, then he turned around and shouted at the butler, "What are you waiting for?! Why don't you go after them!? Call someone to block the intersection now! Ensure the safety of Ms. Irene!"

"Yes!"

"Then... what about that woman?" the butler asked.

"Bring Ms. Irene back first!" Branden roared.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The butler hurried off.

There was still a car parked in the garage. The butler hurriedly drove it out and threw the driver in as well, preparing to take him to the hospital on the way.

Branden turned around and went upstairs. When he reached the stairs, he stopped for a moment. There were drops of blood on the floor. Just now, his entire attention was on Irene, so he didn't notice the blood on the ground.

'So that woman was injured?'

He quickly walked into the room with a red door and saw the unconscious bodyguard on the ground. The sheets beside the bodyguard were dyed red, and there was also blood on the ground. He kicked the bodyguard, "Wake up!"

The bodyguard was still fainted. When Branden almost thought that he was dead, the bodyguard suddenly stood up and covered the back of his neck with a pained frown.

Branden looked at him and said coldly, "I didn't spend so much money to hire a dead loss!"

"Sorry!" the bodyguard apologized in a muffled voice.

"I don't want to hear your apologies! I want you to replace her! Find out who sent her! Find out her purpose! Find out everything!" Branden roared.

"Yes!"

The bodyguard staggered for a few steps, then he silently walked out. When he reached the landing, he clearly saw the blood on the ground. He lowered his head and looked at it for a moment. The he suddenly remembered the scene from before.

The instant Christy threw herself on the bed, she picked up the gun and intended to aim it at the rope that tied her. However, the bodyguard rushed over and the gun was fired when they were wrestling. Christy was at a disadvantage since her hands were tied, so the bodyguard snatched the gun away.

Christy, on the other hand, took a few steps towards him without any fear. "My purpose is different from yours. You want to protect him, while I want to leave safely. Give me the gun, and I won't kill him...." "Back off!" the bodyguard shouted.

Christy did not retreat, so the bodyguard opened fire.

Christy's shoulder was shot, and the bodyguard stared at her, "Back off! I'll say one more...."

Christy still took a step towards him, "I won't kill him. Let me go." Her expression was not charming, instead, it was filled with shocking determination.

Afterwards, he untied her, and the cunning woman picked up the gun and knocked him out.

As the bodyguard walked out of the villa, he raised his hand to cover the back of his neck, which was aching.

'That woman.... Don't let me catch you again. Next time I see you, I will definitely not show mercy.'

Christy sat in the passenger seat and put away the gun in her hand. She looked out of the window for a moment and saw a small robot. Her eyes lit up. She turned to Irene and said, "Drop me off ahead." "Did you tell me the truth?" Irene asked with a straight face.

"Whether it's true or not, you should replace out by yourself." Christy replied briskly, but there was an expression of pain on her face.

Irene glanced at her and saw that her left shoulder was wet. Irene hadn't noticed that she was injured just now. "You were shot?"

"Yes." Christy smiled faintly and tiredly, "Your father wants to kill me, but you are busy saving me. You'll be in big trouble when you go back. Anyway, thank you very much this time."

"I'm not helping you." Irene gritted her teeth and threatened, "If I replace out you lied to me, I will...."

"Alright, I'm here for you." With that, Christy opened the car door.

Irene was shocked and hurriedly stopped the car. Before she could say anything, she saw Christy running quickly into a taxi behind. Strangely enough, the taxi seemed to have been waiting for Christy. Irene felt strange. This road only led to her father's villa, so no one would drive a taxi here.

She parked her car halfway and thought about what Christy said. For a moment, she didn't know what to do next. Should she inspect the villa?

A horn suddenly sounded behind her, followed by the butler's voice, "Ms. Irene! Are you alright?! Where is that woman? Did she run away?"

Irene did not say anything. She saw the butler busy calling Branden to report her safety. Irene got off her car and saw the injured driver in the car behind as expected. She sat in the driver's seat and closed the door of that car. Then she stepped on the accelerator and drove the car away.

The butler was hanging up when he raised his head. Seeing that Irene left in the car, he was speechless for a long time before finally calling Branden again. "Mr. Branden ... Ms. Irene... she... drove the car away... no, the injured driver is in the car...."

The driver was terribly hurt with his injured leg. He and Christy were both injured, but Christy could endure it. Irene glanced at him from the rearview mirror and said indifferently, "I'm sorry."

The driver endured the pain and said, "It's fine...."

"I'll take you to the hospital, while you ... tell me something." Irene said.

The driver panicked for a moment, then he shook his head and said, "I ... I don't know."

"I haven't asked anything, so how do you know you don't know?" Her harsh gaze swept across the rearview mirror.

"I ... I'm just a driver. I don't know anything else." the driver stuttered.

Irene did not say anything, but she already had an answer in her heart.

On the other side, after Christy got into the taxi, she opened the window, and the little robot landed on her palm. She couldn't help but ask, "How do you know I'm here?"

The little robot stared at her shoulder with its gray jewel eyes before landing on her face, as if it was checking her body for any other injuries.

The taxi driver said, "Mr. Trevor asked me to pick you up."

"Mr. Trevor?" Christy looked at him in surprise.

Yes, she almost forgot that the little robot was that Mr. Trevor....

But how did he know she was here?

"Are you injured?" the driver asked, "Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"No need." Christy said.

The little robot suddenly said, "There's someone following behind."

This was the first time Christy heard the little robot speak. He sounded only about eleven or twelve years old. It was from a youth whose voice hadn't changed yet, which was slightly green and childish. However, it was so pleasant to hear him that she suddenly remembered the voice she heard ten years ago....☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐