Chapter 329 The Trap
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John quickly stered his usual smile back on, nudging the mug closer toward her. “Oh, Ms. Mary really is sharp. At least drink the cocoa first–you look so tired.” His tone carried a hint of something softer, something he himself didn’t even notice: a thread of concern.
Before Aubrey could answer, her phone on the desk buzzed to life. The screen lit up with the caller ID–Mateo.
She picked it up, gave John a polite apologetic nce, then answered. After listening briefly, she said, “Alright, I understand. I’ll be there in two hours.”
The call ended. Aubrey immediately rose, gathering the stack of reports from her desk as though in a hurry.
“Ms. Mary, the cocoa-” John blurted, panic rising in his chest.
But as she swept past the table, Aubrey reached out almost absently, lifted the mug, and took a long swallow.
“It tastes good. Thank you.”
She set the half–empty mug back on the desk without another nce, clutching her reports as she strode out of the office.
John stood rooted to the spot, staring after her vanishing figure, then slowly lowered his gaze to the nearly drained cup. A smile spread across his face–one of triumph and dark anticipation. If Justin had told the truth, Aubrey would soon belong to himpletely.
Outside the office, Aubrey took the reports straight to Xavier and Gino, pointing out the irregrity in the data and working with them to map the next step of refinement. Once they had a n, she changed into more practical clothes and headed out.
She had an appointment to check on Sikong Changsheng, and ording to schedule, this
I would be his final treatment.
She didn’t mention her ns to Alpha Henry. But as she left, she ran into Barry in the hall. The moment he learned she was going out, he followed at once.
Barry wasn’t usually one to talk much, but this time he didn’t stop.
“Ms. Mary, I think you ought to get out more. Girls your age are always running around. You,
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on the other hand, never leave unless it’s for work.”
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“Is that so?” Aubrey’s mood was easier around him. “But if I don’t work hard, the alpha you admire wouldn’t be recovering this quickly.”
It was a rare moment of pride in her voice.
Barry rubbed his nose sheepishly. “True enough. We can all see how much you’ve done for him. Ms. Mary, why not make up with alpha? Since you moved out, he’s been so down every day.”
He pressed gently, “And if you love each other, shouldn’t you be together? That brother–sister bond must be breakable somehow.”
Her smile dimmed. “Some things… aren’t so easily exined.”
Barry wanted to ask more, but just then, their car jolted violently with a crash.
The impact shoved them forward, though the vehicle’s suspension absorbed most of it. Aubrey only knocked her head lightly, but Barry’s face darkened immediately.
“What happened?”
The driver, rubbing his forehead, frowned. “Rear–ended. They were going fast.”
Barry twisted around. Behind them, a ck car sat smoking, its hood crumpled badly.
“The driver’s not getting out… maybe injured?”
Aubrey leaned to look. The man in the seat slumped motionless, blood on his face.
“Stay inside. I’ll check.” Barry jumped out, dragged the unconscious figure from the car, and pulled him to safety.
Aubrey gestured for their driver to help, and he hurried out too. Watching them both bent over the stranger, unease prickled down her spine.
The road was nearly deserted at this hour, nked by neat embankments four or five meters high. Dense shrubs lined the top, rustling faintly in the breeze. The sound made her frown.
Suddenly, another ck car roared into view–mming into theirs again.
Because the driver had left in a rush without setting the brake, their vehicle lurched forward under the blow, pushed several feet down the road.
Aubrey’s heart jumped. She braced herself, then lunged for the door handle to leap out.
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“Don’t!” Barry’s shout cut through the chaos.
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Two sharp cracks split the air. Aubrey’s head snapped back inside as bullets mmed into the car door–silver–tipped rounds burying deep into the reinforced steel.
Her pulse spiked. The windows were bulletproof, the body reinforced. As long as she stayed inside, the snipers couldn’t touch her. But the truth was clear now–this wasn’t random.
There wasn’t just one enemy out there. They hade prepared, waiting for her to step out into their kill zone.
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