My best friend
921 Words
A second later, sounds of tapping could be heard from the taxi driver's window, and Emilia could hear a cold and calm voice, “Sir, please open your front passenger door.”
The tone was very formal without a hint of emotion, but the "please" was firmly emphasized... Aston's subordinates had all learned from him.
Emilia yelled anxiously at the driver, “Don't open the door!” She said, “I'll give you money...”
Suddenly...
Smash!
The driver's side window shattered into bits.
This sudden action not only startled Emilia but also the taxi driver.
“I, I want to call the police! It’s lawless...”
A stack of brand new 100-yuan bills was thrown onto his lap. At one look, it appeared to be ten thousand yuan. The bodyguard dressed in black looked in and asked, “Now, can you open the door?”
“Yes, yes yes! No problem!” The driver, brought over by the money, replied and opened the door, “Hey, get off.”
The driver must have thought that this woman beside him had offended some important figure and didn't need to be kind towards her.
He rudely chased her off the taxi, but Emilia wouldn't leave. She held on tightly to the backrest, and the driver forcefully pulled Emilia's arm off.
“Get off! I don't want to serve you! Hurry up!”
Emilia continued to hold onto the backrest and shook her head desperately, “No! No! Don't make me get off!”
“Get off.” A cold and calm voice came from behind Emilia. The familiar voice made her tense up.
The madness of the night was immediately calmed by this voice.
Don't turn around, don't turn around, and everything will be fine... it's an imagination, hallucination.
“Don't let me repeat myself. Emilia, you know how bad the consequences will be if you anger me.” The voice behind her was inhumane.
Emilia's face was pale... yes! Of course, she knew! How could she not know!
So she endured her fears and slowly turned around.
The man was standing about two to three meters away from the car and under the street lamp. With a cigarette in his fingers, he took a drag, and the white smoke billowed, partially covering his perfect looks.
Under the dim lights, Emilia could see his expression clearly, and he beckoned her to go over, “Come.”
The low-toned voice was manly and alluring, mesmerizing any woman.
But in Emilia's ears, this voice was a call to death!
She didn't want to go over, absolutely not! But she didn't dare to. It was as if her legs had a mind of their own, and Emilia walked over to the man.
The man raised his dashing eyebrows and looked at Emilia from head to toe and then back to her face. He scoffed, “Heh, when did the high and mighty Miss Gates become so timid and fearful? Being kicked off by a taxi driver and begging for mercy totally without pride!"
Emilia shivered and asked, “You sent men to follow me?”
“Hmm... not too dumb after all.”
Emilia's expression was terrible, and she smirked to herself... she knew that Aston wouldn’t let her off so easily.
Then she twisted her head and looked towards the taxi driver and said slowly, “Driver, didn't you ask me what I stole and couldn't escape?” She looked at the driver's eyes, “Life. I stole a woman's life, I killed his most beloved woman.” Emilia looked at Aston and then at herself, “My best friend.”
She said very slowly so that they feel that they were not dealing with a twenty-year-old woman but an old person, a retarded old person.
Aston hated this feeling and was in anger while grabbing Emilia's hand and shafting her into his car.
Emilia suddenly shouted, “Wait, my money!” She managed to break free and ran over, but to the others, she was only walking at a fast pace.
As she almost reached the taxi, an arm wrapped around her waist, “My money! Without money, how can I...”
“Without money, how could you escape?” The cold voice interrupted her and asked, “Hmm, right?"
Emilia was stunned... no! of course not! She wanted money and a lot, a lot of money. She needed to repay her debts, to fulfill an appointment... her money! Her dream of Lake Garde. Her aspirations!
“Let me off! Money!” Emilia struggled and turned to the taxi driver, “Please give me back my money!”
"Hey, this money is what you gave me. You can't take back what you had given!” The taxi driver didn't want to lose what he had obtained. In any case, this woman killed the man's woman and will not have a good ending. Why should he worry?
"Give me back my money!" Emilia's eyes were red, “I beg you, I beg you! Please give me back my money! Without money, how can I go without money!” Emilia begged repeatedly.
Bash!
Aston was furious!
He couldn't believe that the person in front of him was Emilia!
He recalled the moment when he rejected her after she expressed her love for him, and she raised her chin proudly to tell him,
“Mia isn't bad but she doesn't suit you. A person who suits Aston should be very confident of herself, like me.”
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