C14 I Want to Push Her into Hell.

Renee narrowed her eyes and stared at the so-called Mr. Jourdan.

He was bald, had a beer belly, and had a fierce face.

Heh.

She really wanted to know how much this night would cost her.

Mr. Jourdan couldn't wait to step forward and hug her. However, just as he was about to do so, a scalpel was pressed against his neck.

Renee leaned against the sofa. Although her voice had lost its strength, her smile was full of playfulness. "You don't know that I'm already married?"

"Beauty, they said that as long as you do something good with me tonight and post the video, you won't be able to leave this marriage." Mr. Jourdan didn't put the small knife in her hand in his eyes at all. He took another step forward and said, "It doesn't matter if you're divorced. You can follow me from now on. I'm sure I won't mistreat you."

They?

Her nominal husband, her sister, her stepmother, and her father, who wanted to kill her.

These four people had joined hands to push her into hell.

What a great show!

Mr. Jourdan saw that Renee didn't say anything and thought that she had tacitly agreed. The smile on his face became even more wretched. His eyes were filled with greed as he swallowed his saliva and stretched out his hand towards her.

"Ah!" Mr. Jourdan didn't even see how the woman in front of him had attacked. His wrist had been cut open, and it hurt so much that he fell to the ground.

Renee didn't bother with his pig-like scream. She only bent down slightly and wiped the blood off his clothes before putting it back on.

She always carried the tools for eating with her.

"You really know how to play around. You even like to record videos." Renee looked around the room as if she was taking a stroll.

Finally, she found a miniature camera under a pot of leaves on the bed.

"Luckily you reminded me. Otherwise, if the video was leaked tonight, I would really be in trouble." Renee picked up the phone that the man had dropped on the ground and threw it in front of him. "To show my gratitude, call the ambulance."

Mr. Jourdan's right hand was unable to move, but his left hand could not unlock the password no matter how hard he tried.

Renee squatted in front of him and asked curiously, "How much did you invest in the Xu Group?"

Mr. Jourdan looked at her in fear. "One... ten million."

Renee was a little disdainful. Was she worth ten million?

If she remembered correctly, Anthony had said that the gang was offering fifty million dollars to capture her.

Renee kindly pressed the number on the phone. "Then I'll be leaving first. But I advise you not to invest in the Xu Group. Otherwise, I'm afraid your left hand will be crippled."

Without waiting for Mr. Jourdan's reply, she stood up and left.

Renee had just reached the ground when she bumped into a cold and hard embrace. She smelled the fragrance of the man's body and the feeling of being pressed down again.

She took a deep breath and took two steps back.

Harlan suddenly had the urge to pull her back into his embrace. He looked at her face and covered her forehead with his hand. "Are you feverish?"

Renee shook her head and forced herself to stand still.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Harlan turned around and got out of the car.

"No, there's no need." Renee quickly refused, "You can go by yourself. Don't worry about me. I'll just go home and take some medicine."

Harlan looked at her again, his dark eyes calm.

Renee calmed herself down. The moment she raised her eyes again, she suddenly felt her heart stop.

The bright moonlight and the dim street lamps shone on him. The man was tall and straight, and the light above his head was mostly covered by his hair. His outline was hidden in the shadows.

Only his dark eyes seemed to contain the stars at the bottom of the sea. It made people shudder, but it also had a fatal attraction. It was as if they would sink into it just by looking at it.

Renee subconsciously swallowed her saliva. "Mr. Carrell..."

The man's tone was low. "Hmm?"

"Don't look at me like that. I'm afraid that I will..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her body moved faster than her mind.

Renee tiptoed and grabbed the man's collar and kissed him.

After a long time, Renee fell into the man's arms.

Harlan couldn't help but laugh. For the first time in his life, his family member had actually knocked her out.

Harlan carried her up and walked to the car. He glanced at Jared, who was about to fall into a daze, and said unhappily, "Open the door."

"Oh, oh, oh, okay." Jared had seen everything clearly. He had never known that the young master, who was known to be cold and abstinent, had such a hidden side.

He quickly opened the back door of the car and took a glance at the sleeping woman. He instantly felt even more terrified.

Wasn't this woman the second young lady of the Haver family?

Harlan placed the woman's head on his lap and ordered, "Return to Easthallow."

"Yes."

Harlan lowered his head and looked at the sleeping woman. His fingertips gently rubbed the side of her face, and a smile that even he did not notice appeared on his face.

Renee seemed to be sleeping a little uncomfortable. After a groan, she nudged her head and found a more comfortable position to sleep.

Harlan pursed his thin lips and moved her face to the other side.

If it wasn't for the fact that the time was not ripe yet, he would have taken advantage of the situation.

The black Maybach stopped in the villa at the deepest part of Easthallow. Just as Jared was about to say something, he saw his young master carrying someone into the house.

For the first time, he felt that his young master had moved.

Just as Harlan was about to carry the person up to the second floor, Darren walked out of the bedroom in his pajamas. When he saw the person in his arms, his calm eyes lit up. "Auntie."

"She's asleep."

It was just a few simple words, but it instantly calmed Darren down. His voice also became softer, and his big eyes stared at his own father. "Auntie, can you sleep with me?"

"Your bed is too small." Harlan carried Darren back to his room.

Darren's face darkened. He didn't know what to say.

Darren didn't know what to say either. He didn't know what to say either.

Darren was angry.

Darren ran over to Papa's room and asked happily, "Aunt, are you going to live here in the future?"