Chapter 150
As Felicia rushed closer, she quickly recognized the familiar license plate of the black luxury car that was hanging dangerously over the edge of the cliff. It was a vehicle from the Fuller family!
This meant that the person trapped inside was none other than Kayla.
Just as that thought crossed her mind, she heard Kayla’s terrified voice from inside the car. “Arnie, help me! Save me!”
Arnold was also in a state of panic.
Last night, he received news that Kayla had come to Alverton, and he felt an overwhelming sense of annoyance.
He was already here on a mission from Matthew and had been growing increasingly frustrated with Kayla’s nearly suffocating presence. She seemed to follow him everywhere, like a piece of gum stuck to his shoe that he couldn’t get rid of.
He might have shown a hint of indifference and impatience during their phone call. Kayla, emotional as she was, started crying uncontrollably.
Feeling irritated by her cries, Arnold ended the call abruptly.
When dawn broke and he still hadn’t received any updates from Kayla, he asked around, but no one had seen her arrive in the village.
Sensing something was off, Arnold called her again, only to be shocked by the news that she had been in a car accident. Now, she was trapped in the vehicle, teetering on the edge of a cliff.
Without wasting a moment, he called the rescue team and urged them to come as quickly as possible.
Meanwhile, the villagers noticed the stranded car and formed a small group to help. They proposed a simple yet effective solution. First, they’d move the rocks to stabilize the vehicle. Then, they’d open the doors and let the people inside jump out.
However, Arnold instinctively felt this approach wouldn’t work and furrowed his brows in concern. He feared that the villagers’ methods, while well-meaning, could be foolish and might endanger Kayla’s life instead of save her. The rescue efforts hit a standstill.
When Felicia arrived, she overheard Arnold sharply reprimanding one of the villagers who had suggested the plan, saying, “Can you guarantee the safety of the people in the car? Can you assure me that this method has no risks? If not, we should wait for the rescue team!”
The villager an older man known for
his kindness and willingness to help others, felt embarrassed and flustered under Arnold’s harsh words. His face reddened as he struggled to respond.
Seeing this, Felicia stepped forward with a cold laugh. “Arnold, where did your manners go?”
Arnold shot her a glance. He usually softened his tone in the face of her provocation, but he was too agitated this time.
Felicia pointed decisively. “Mr. Todd, grab a couple of small rocks and brace them under the front of the car. Put a few in front of the tires as well.”
Romeo immediately complied.
Arnold was furious and nearly exploded, angrily accusing Felicia, “Kayla is a member of the Fuller family! Are you trying to kill her?”
Kayla screamed in terror inside the car, “Don’t come over! Don’t move! You all, don’t move!”
As she shouted, the car swayed a little but quickly steadied again as Romeo and the others placed stones to stabilize it.
Felicia looked at Arnold with an expression of disbelief and annoyance. She tilted her head and sarcastically said, “Do you see that, Mr. Lawson? It’s solid ground beneath. The car might slide a bit, but it won’t fall down.”
Not only would it not fall, but the dense trees below would act as a buffer even if the car did slip.
In fact, it wasn’t a cliff at all-just a gentle slope common in the mountains.
Felicia pulled open the car door and yanked Kayla out, who fell onto the ground, terrified.
Her first instinct was to cling to Arnold.
He didn’t push her away and wrapped his arms around her, gently patting her back to soothe her. “It’s okay. Don’t worry.”
After Kayla was rescued, Ruben
Waters, the driver, emerged from the
driver’s seat. His gaze toward Kayla was filled with a mix of emotions that included barely concealed resentment.