Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 793 Crushed Into Mashed Flesh

Chapter 793 Crushed into Mashed Flesh

She was slightly surprised by that glance.

Queeny still sat there with a slight smile. Her eyes were as bright as always. She didn't seem mad at all.

Sarah was a little confused. "Queeny, are you mad at me?" she asked carefully.

Queeny raised her eyebrow.

"Why should I be mad?"

"I..." Sarah bit her lips and said nothing again.

Queeny laughed.

"I know you really care about me. You didn't mean to criticize me. I know kind words sound unpleasant," she said calmly.

Hearing that, Sarah was relieved.

"Queeny, I'm glad you understand. But will you still leave?" she asked in a hurry.

Queeny nodded.

She poured herself a glass of water, then filled Sarah's glass. "I have to go. Sarah, I can only tell you I won't hurt the innocent. But some people owe me in this world. I'm determined to get it back." "Perhaps you might think it's mean. But I must take revenge for those who died for me. They couldn't die for nothing."

Hearing that, Sarah was totally confused.

Obviously, she couldn't understand Queeny's words.

Queeny didn't mind. After a smile, she pointed at the drink in front of Sarah. "Have some more. I'll send you home."

Sarah lowered her head to look at the drink by her hand. In a while of silence, she said nothing and began to enjoy her drink.

The two rested for another while, then left the Mexican restaurant.

Queeny didn't drive here, while Sarah couldn't afford a car.

So they had to take a taxi.

While they were waiting, they chatted casually.

After their conversation in the restaurant, Sarah was aware that she couldn't change Queeny's decision.

She didn't bother to do that either. Instead, she happily told Queeny her plan next.

Sarah had the money Queeny gave her last time. She decided to open a garment store.

Due to the rapid development of E-commerce, it actually wasn't easy to run a physical store. So Sarah planned to rent a small place with lower rent. She didn't care much about the customer traffic. She mainly needed a place to exhibit the products that she would mainly sell online.

Sarah was always interested in fashion design. After her graduation, she didn't study further, but never stopped learning.

Although she wasn't comparable to big designers, she could make some clothes on her own.

It was her dream to establish her own fashion brand. She had talked about that with Queeny. Now that she had a chance, she absolutely wanted to have a try.

She would design some popular clothes to sell online first. Customers could try them on in her physical store. Or they could simply pay a visit to her studio. Step by step, she believed she could build up her own brand.

Queeny didn't know much about that, but it sounded to be feasible.

She could even see Sarah's eyes shining when she was describing her dream. It filled people with hopes and energy. Even Queeny herself was also cheered up.

It was really enjoyable.

Being an ordinary person, living an ordinary life might not be such a bad thing.

Ordinary people could also have dreams to chase, things to do, people to love, and people who loved them.

That was all everyone could ask for throughout their life.

Queeny smiled and nodded, "It sounds great! I believe your dream will definitely come true one day." She encouraged Sarah.

Sarah flushed and gave a nod, "I'll do my best!"

Both of them laughed. And at this moment, a black car stopped in the shade of trees not far away. Looking at the two girls with smiles on their faces on the side of the road, the man in it seemed very evil. He took out his phone and had a picture of them, then sent it to someone.

"Is it her?" he asked after his call was answered.

"Yes, that's the one," a husky voice replied.

"OK."

"Once it's done, money will be transferred to your family's bank account. You don't need to worry."

The man was quiet for a second, then said with determination, "Sure!"

After that, he hung up.

Holding the steering wheel tight, the man put on a cold smile, staring at the two girls from a distance.

The next second, he slammed on the accelerator and rushed to the place where the two girls stood.

At that time, Queeny and Sarah were chatting in laughter.

All of a sudden, Queeny felt danger coming. She had been risking her life all these years, so she had acute senses. She could clearly feel something wasn't right.

"Watch out!" she shouted, running out of time.

Right afterward, she threw herself to Sarah and fell to the ground.

The two rolled on it for a while, then heard a sharp halt. But without delay, the car started again. It turned and hit them again.

Before Sarah could realize what had happened, she was covered by Queeny. She felt sudden pain all over her body, and her head was buzzing.

Then she felt someone drag her aside. The car wheels almost ran over her body. They were only about one centimeter away from her. Sarah was scared.

She soon came back to her senses and raised her head to look ahead.

A black Volkswagen was turning to hit them again.

"Queeny!"

"Move!"

The car was too fast. Queeny could only push the dumbfounded Sarah away. And herself was caught by it. With a bang, she was knocked meters away. "Queeny!"

Sarah screamed in despair. After the heavy fall, her limbs were bleeding with abrasions. But she didn't have time to pay attention to herself. She immediately stumbled and ran to Queeny.

Not far away, Queeny spat out a mouthful of blood. She opened her eyes and saw the car driving quickly towards her.

The man in the car obviously targeted her. He was determined to hit her dead.

Queeny's eyes turned cold. But because of the hits, she could barely move in great pain. If she hadn't learned how to protect herself and swiftly moved aside just then, she could have already been crushed to mashed flesh.

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