Chapter 522 I’ll Explain To the Police
Britney’s body began to tremble uncontrollably, and her clenched fists turned pale and feeble.
Under her black cap was a face that had been unable to be saved, even after multiple surgeries. As long as she touched the uneven surface of her skin, the thought of her being burned by the wire would torment her uncontrollably.
In the past five years, she had been awakened by nightmares. She lingered around like a cockroach, too afraid to die yet too scared of living simultaneously.
“Courtney Hunter, this is all your fault!”
She began to put all the blame on Courtney. Ever since she showed up, the trajectory of Britney’s life had gone downhill, and she was thrown into an uncontrollable abyss.
Now, just mentioning Courtney’s name was enough to drive her crazy.
“I don’t want her dead. I just want her to suffer!” Britney banged on the table hysterically. “I want her to suffer more than I do.”
This maniac action did not move Mike at all as he sat there indifferently, meeting Britney’s sinister gaze.
“As long as it’s done, it’ll be enough to send her to prison for the rest of her life once it’s exposed. But, this depends on your choice.”
Before she spoke, she felt her chest tighten. Then, through gritted teeth, her following words were extremely domineering, “Money means nothing to me now. I’ll transfer the money as soon as the news is out.”
After she regained her composure, she coldly let go of Mike’s collar. She straightened her body, put on her mask again, and adjusted her cap. Then, she said maliciously, “But if my identity is exposed, Lila will die.”
As she said that, she kicked the chair behind her and stomped out of the noodle shop through the thick curtains.
Mike’s eyes completely darkened once the curtain fell again as he poured himself a cup of barley and took a sip before leaving the stall.
Outside, he stopped a car and got it to follow closely behind the SUV in front. The car turned a few corners on the street in the heavy rain before reluctantly driving onto the main road and entering the city center.
The underground parking lot of the Melrose Auditorium was filled with cars from the underground level to the second floor of the parking lot. The vast auditorium was also bustling with life. The sweet sound of the violin echoed throughout the entire auditorium. Once the music slowly stopped, the whole space reverberated with heavy applause.
Today was the exchange ceremony between Melrose City and Shanghai Education Commission. Ten programs had been chosen from all the schools in the city. Rehearsals began two months ago to allow a proper showcase of Melrose’s education style today.
Tina was wearing a navy blue dress and had just stepped down from the stage. The door on the west side of the auditorium opened into a gap, and a black figure scurried in with their back bent and quietly sat in the farthest corner of the auditorium.
“Just now was a violin concerto brought to you by the second-year student of Melrose High School. Next—”
As the announcer’s voice echoed in the air, a sinister light appeared in the eyes of the figure under the cap and there was a mirthless sneer on their face. After a while, a cold wind blew into the auditorium. People near the door looked back in discomfort, just in time to see a figure scurrying out again.
Britney walked along the stairs to the underground basement, feeling inexplicably happy after seeing Tina. She even walked down the stairs with a little skip to her step.
At the underground basement, the woman’s hum echoed. Her fingers slid across the videos of cars before finally stopping in front of a yellow school bus.
She stared at the big character printed on it; Melrose High School. Then, her lips curled up into a sinister smile.
She pulled out a utility from her bag, and the sharp blade flashed strangely in the light. Britney got under the car and came out a moment later, raising her knife, almost chuckling.
Suddenly, the faint footsteps that sounded behind her forced her to turn around vigilantly, just in time to meet Mike’s inquiring gaze.
“In order to take revenge on Courtney, you’re going to risk the lives of the people in this car?”
He had his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket as he stood one meter away from Britney. His eyes were emotionless, and his tone was flat.
Britney put her knife away when she heard this and spoke blatantly, “I didn’t know you knew how to stalk people before.”
As she said that, she tried to get around the man but was grabbed by the arm. Unexpectedly, a dull voice sounded in her ears, “I’ve already promised to help you. Why are you still doing this?”
Mike couldn’t understand the depth of her hatred in her heart. After she heard this, she almost chuckled and shook off his hand.
“I want her to be in as much pain as possible.”
“Then, you’d better mind your own business,” Mike said and walked away.
The violent sound of the engine and brakes rang in the confined space. Mike stood in front of the yellow bus with downcast eyes as if he was caught in a rock and a hard place.
After a while, Lila’s cold and beautiful face appeared in his mind. She would lean onto his shoulder and slowly spit out the words, “I hope you can be a good man.”
When he thought of this, he frowned and pulled out his phone from his pocket.
As he turned around to lean on the body of the school bus, he keyed in a number off his memory. It was Cameron’s number that he had memorized back when he was in the commissary.
The phone rang for a long time before it finally connected. Courtney quietly slipped out of the side door of the auditorium. After she answered the call, she reflexively lowered her voice and asked, “Who is this?”
“There is a problem with the Melrose High School bus brakes. Use another one.”
Then, the phone was hung up before Courtney could even respond. The simple yet shocking news echoed in her mind repeatedly making her tremble in shock. So, she automatically tried to dial back the number, and the phone was unsurprisingly turned off.
Finally, just as she was about to return to the auditorium, she realized that the doors were open, and the crowd was swarming out of the congested door. Cold sweat started to form on Courtney’s back as she ran towards the underground parking lot.
Outside the school bus, she watched the last student sit down. She had no time to explain as she began pounding on the door, urging the driver to get down.
“What’s wrong with this woman?”
The driver frowned and began to start the engine. When Courtney heard this, she looked through the window and shouted, “Stop the car!”
At this point, the driver had no choice. She immediately jumped on the moment he opened the door as she dragged the driver off his seat and panted, “The brake!”
The driver left as he suspiciously checked the brakes when he heard her exclamations before leaning against the door with a pale face.
“Thank God, thank God! We avoided a big accident.”
After his exclamation, he was suddenly washed with doubt as he looked at Courtney suspiciously.
“How did you know there is a problem with the brakes?”
Although Courtney was in disbelief, she couldn’t be bothered to explain it to the driver. Instead, she called the police. After she ended the call, she answered, “I’ll explain this to the police.”
