My Billionaire Mom
Chapter 425

The car engine roared loudly.

Yvette drove the car at a frightful speed but she was hit from behind again. In an instant, she decided to make a huge swerve.

It was amazing.

Patricia was dazzled by Yvette's driving skills.

However, it didn't quite work in their favor. The others caught up to them in no time.

"Hold on. Mr. Cannon promised to help us already," Patricia said hastily.

Deep down, she was panicking. She couldn't believe Landon had taken the effort to order people to capture her. This meant that he was furious. If he were to be successful, she couldn't imagine what he would do to her. She might even be tortured...

Patricia didn't even dare think about it too much. It was too horrifying.

"Ah!"

Patricia screamed as a car rammed into her side. The window next to her shattered and the car stopped. The four cars had closed in on them from all sides. They were trapped.

Patricia's face turned pale whereas Yvette's face remained emotionless.

She had just started her career as an assassin but her psyche was already outstanding for her level. Under such circumstances, it was useless to beg or pray for mercy. She could give her all into the fight. "I'll get out of this car and deal with them. Once you get the chance, drive away!" Yvette said. She had to fulfill her duty in protecting her client.

At this time, the people inside the four cars started to get out of their cars, one after another. They all looked sinister.

"D*mn it! Still wanna run away? Brothers, let's smash up their ride! Get 'em out without hurting them! That's a personal order from the young master!" one of them said.

His accomplice echoed, "Oh, I know. We can't bear to hurt such beautiful women, especially the one driving. She's too pretty to hurt..."

The men started to gather around the women.

"What are you going to do?" Patricia bit her lip as she asked Yvette.

"You're the boss. I've already told you, I'd protect you. Once I fend them off, look for an opening. Step on the gas hard and leave right away!" Yvette responded as she took out a dagger. She exited the car right after that. Patricia struggled a little but she successfully moved herself to the driver's seat. She had to leave this place. Otherwise, she would be in trouble.

Moreover, she had hired Blood Leopard to protect her after all. She ought to do her job this way.

There was no use worrying about her.

This was part of her job. It was what she was paid to do.

Patricia tried convincing herself to feel more at ease.

As Yvette got out, she stared at the twenty or so men around her with a face devoid of any expression.

"Hey, Gorgeous, you wanna fight back? Just be a good girl and listen to us, yeah? You won't be able to fight all of us. Our young master wants you back in one piece," someone spoke up with a smile. It was the leader among the men, who had a scar on his face.

Yvette didn't waste any time speaking to them, initiating combat in an instant.

She had a great knack for fighting. After constant training, she was already much more powerful than before. She would replace a way to survive this, even if it meant that she had to murder other people in her way. She would not let herself be beaten by others. It was insulting.

"This b*tch sure knows how to fight! Everyone, get her!" one of the men yelled, clutching his bleeding belly.

She was too fast! He couldn't have evaded her attacks even if he had tried.

Everyone rushed forward, charging towards her. At that moment, Yvette turned around to look at Patricia and yelled, "Get outta here!"

She would replace a way out of this by herself once her client, Patricia, was safe.

When Patricia saw blood, she panicked. Heeding Yvette's order, she stepped on the gas pedal with a pale face. The engine rumbled to life despite the damage done to its exterior. Eventually, she managed to drive away. She could care less about Yvette at this moment. She paid for her services anyway.

The car sped off into the distance.

"F*ck! Quick, go get her!" the leader, Abel, ordered some of his men.

It was not difficult to catch up to her because Patricia's driving skills weren't great. She was usually a decent driver but the panicked state she was in had thrown that out the window.

While two cars had departed to chase after Patricia, there were still more than a dozen people surrounding Yvette.

When she saw that Patricia had managed to get away, she felt reassured and began to think of a way to get herself out of there.

"She's still fighting back! Everyone, charge!" Abel instructed.

Yvette knew that the situation was getting dangerous. She knew the only way out of this was to kill the leader off.

"Swoosh!"

She planned to aim her dagger straight at Abel's heart!

Abel laughed at her. As if he would be killed by a woman!

"Whack!"

Everyone was attacking her with fists and kicks. However, Yvette was just one person against so many. She couldn't avoid getting hit. All at once, she was kicked and her back was hit several times. However, she could tolerate the pain. She kept trying to replace an opportunity to get to Abel.

Abel laughed and raised his leg to kick her. Yvette took this opportunity to plunge the dagger into his leg.

"Ah!"

Abel shrieked as he felt a sharp pain in his leg. The dagger had pierced through his bones.

Yvette was ready to deal him a finishing blow when three or so knives were pressed against her neck.

They were beginning to hurt her skin.

"You're still fighting? There are so many of us here. Do you think you can run from us? Go ahead!" someone mocked her.

She was seriously outnumbered!

How could she think to even fight against them?

Abel glared at her in anger. She had made a fool out of him!

"How dare you stab me? I'll show you!" Abel yelled as he gave her a slap.

"Smack!"

He struck Yvette's face in anger.

Yvette merely looked at him without moving. The palm print on her beautiful face was particularly eye-catching.

"I'll kill you!" Yvette lashed out in a rage.

"Kill me? You still don't understand who you're dealing with, do you? The young master will have you tortured to death!" Abel laughed savagely. Landon had done this countless times before.

He knew just how freaky Landon was. If Yvette were obedient, she might be able to survive his wrath. If she wasn't, he knew she would be tortured by Landon like a slave.

"Take her to the car!" Abel barked. He didn't dare go too far with hitting her. After all, this was a woman Young Master Allen had taken a liking to. He wondered if Landon would be upset to see the slap on her face. Abel was slightly nervous.

Still, it wasn't a big deal. He had been serving Landon for a while now.

It was nothing to be worried about.

Eventually, his men managed to drag Yvette into the car. At this time, a car pulled over. Yvette turned to look and felt a chill settle in her heart as she saw several people drag Patricia out of the car, her face filled with fear. She did not manage to get away.

"Please don't, please don't..." Patricia pleaded repeatedly.

"Thwack!"

Someone slapped Patricia's face, silencing her.

"Take them to the car. Young Master's itching to get his hands on them! If we waste more time, we'll be in big trouble!" Abel said as he bandaged his wound, getting into the car first.

The others got in their respective cars, dragging Yvette and Patricia with them. "It's over, it's over..." Patricia kept crying.

Yvette sighed at that. What was there to be afraid of? Worst comes to worst, they would just end up dead. Abel on the other hand started to step on the gas, speeding back to Landon.

Chuck got out of his bed. Betty and Willa were still stationed outside, guarding him.

However, Chuck had not intended to disturb Willa at all. He had told Betty right away to send some people here.

Betty didn't question why. She merely nodded and did as she was asked. Soon, everyone was here. Landon should still be in the hospital right now. He decided to head there straight away.

Once he managed to save Patricia, she would work for him for five years in earnest. Of course, Chuck wouldn't let her do such labor for free. He wouldn't skimp on paying her. Patricia was a prized employee after all.

"Young Master, if we're short on time, we can fly there if you'd like," Betty proposed her idea. It would be much faster to fly the distance.

Chuck shook his head at that and answered, "No need. I can drive."

"Alright. Everyone's ready to go," Betty said.

Chuck thought it would be alright to let Patricia suffer a little bit. At the very least, it would make her pledge to work for him more genuinely.

Chuck went downstairs after that. Ten all-terrain vehicles were waiting to follow his lead there, accompanied by quite a number of people. It was enough.

This time around, he had to teach Landon a proper lesson.

Chuck got in a car with Betty. When he ordered her to start driving, Chuck's phone suddenly rang. He took it out and looked at it. It was Yolanda. Why wasn't she asleep at this hour?

What did she want to tell him? Chuck didn't think too much about it and answered the phone. Ten seconds later, Yolanda started to talk a mile to him, shocking Chuck. "What did you say?!...Alright, got it. Get some rest!" Chuck listened intently, face slowly morphing into one of panic.

Chuck hung up the phone and said to Betty, "Stop driving, get the helicopter. Let's fly there instead! Quickly!"