Ashley's head was full of curses. It wasn't that she wasn't angry, but... three years of suffering in prison had changed her personality, she was no longer irritable.

Her eyelashes lowered, and she raised her head again, neither coldly nor gently saying sorry: "Sorry, I'll get out of the car now." She just wanted the driver to give her 1 or 2 minutes to think about where to go. 


She didn't expect the other person to be angry and not want to listen to her.

On the contrary, the driver was also a bit stunned. He had been driving for over ten years and had never met anyone with such a weak temper. Watching Ashley slowly open the car door, the driver excitedly raised his hand towards Ashley...

'Don't hit me."


The driver stunned, suddenly looked at the woman holding her head in horror and shouted: "Are you mentally ill? I just opened the car door. Why did I have the bad luck to meet this crazy woman today?"

As he spoke, he opened the door: "Quickly leave." Perhaps partly because losing money made him uncomfortable, and probably because Ashley was easily bullied. When she was bullied, she didn't get hurt. So this driver was even more rude to Ashley, even saying the word "go away".


Ashley didn't go fast so she slowly got out of the car, only to be scolded by the driver: "Nonsense, hurry up, you're not disabled, are you?"

Ashley's heart shook, then she seriously raised her head to look at the driver, correcting herself: "I'm just going slow, I'm not a cripple."

The driver was a bit taken aback. "It's nerve-wracking." After scolding, he chased her away: "Hurry up, it's unlucky to meet you today. No wonder things didn't go as planned today, I lost so much playing cards."

This increases her sense of guilt for no reason.

'Hey." The driver pulled Ashley's wrist, his other hand immediately reached towards her, Ashley didn't understand. 'What?"

"Money."

'But in the end, I didn't ride your car." Ashley didn't understand even more.

The driver looked at her with contemptuous eyes. He couldn't help but say: "You're in my car. You're so unlucky, don't I have to drive the car to clean it? Don't I need money to wash the car?" 

'…"

The driver saw Ashley motionless, he squinted his eyes and urged: "Hurry up, it's so confusing, do you mind?"

'But I…"

'One hundred dollars, take it out."

Ashley's face turned pale as soon as she heard it... One hundred dollars? She wanted to refute the driver's words, she wanted to.

But three years in prison had long since eroded her personality, she had been the arrogant lady of Patterson's house, she had been the demure Ashley, but now that had quickly vanished into thin air.

Suddenly, not far away on the left, a car's lights turned on. Ashley instinctively raised her head to look, four black Audi A6s rushed towards this place together.

The license plate is very meaningful, 4 cars from 1 to 4. Streetlights flash on the windshield of the first car. Ashley squinted, vaguely recognizing the face of the person sitting in the driver's seat... Christian, that was Christian, the subordinate who had never left Milan.

In an instant, panic was evident on her face.

'Hey, pay… Hey? Why are you sitting in my car? I ask you to give me the money."

"Master. Fast. Drive fast, I... I'll give you the money." Ashley panicked, took out a few bills from her pocket, and gave them to the driver. She begged and urged: "Master, drive faster."

'You're too noisy.." Before the driver finished speaking, he saw another large pile of money in front of him.

Ashley's hands trembled, she took out all the money from her pocket: "Master, I will give it all to you. Please drive a little faster, a little faster." She said as she looked back in panic... Coming closer, getting closer...

'Hurry, hurry. Are you afraid of lacking money? I know. I still have the card. Master, quickly drive, get to a safe place, and I'll withdraw the money for you." She was so frightened that she couldn't speak, her eyes were full of panic, and her face was pale as if she had seen a ghost.

The driver looked into Ashley's eyes... No, this was a mentally ill person, but his eyes fell on the stack of money in Ashley's hand and he pouted... It seems like he appreciates this pile of money.

The driver took the stack of money from Ashley's hand. "Sit properly."

Turn the key, the engine starts and the cab begins to move forward. Ashley saw that and wanted to breathe a sigh of relief...

A loud bang and the sound of a taxi sliding on the ground came from outside, then the driver next to Ashley cursed: "What bad luck, nothing is going well today. Hey, these people came to find you? Did you steal or do something to someone else to be chased like that?"

The driver glanced behind him in disgust and then suddenly fell silent, swallowing the words that had just reached the corner of his mouth. The woman sat there, her teeth trembling, curled into a ball, as if she could avoid those people.

'Shh, are you stupid or not.."

The driver wanted to make a few jokes, but Ashley was knocked on the car door by someone outside: "Miss Ashley, please get out of the car." Ashley's face turned pale, she buried her head deeper into her body, pretending not to hear anything.

A second later, there were two knocks on the driver's side door. Right after that, Ashley heard a cold voice outside the car door: "Sir, please open the passenger door."


The voice was very mechanical, without any emotion, using the word permission but with a very determined attitude... Milan's subordinates all followed him.

Ashley turned to the driver in panic and shouted: "Don't open the car door, I'll give you the money..."

Suddenly…