Tate Landry suddenly realized that he had beenpletely deceived by the Banks Family. To make matters worse, he was severely injured, with only a few minutes left to live. Anger surged through him as he directed his wrath towards John Garrett, the Banks Family’s enforcer. John Garrett, on the other hand, was both shocked and terrified. He had merely followed the Lord’s orders, mimicking the tragic death of Princess Diana by orchestrating a simr fate for Deana. Just like Diana, who died in a car ident in a Paris tunnel, John Garrett had chosen this method to mask the truth and had lured Landry into a deadly trap.


    To his surprise, Miss Zara Banks was in the same car as Deana. John Garrett was no fool; he understood that Zara was the apple of Lord Banks’ eye, the family’s most cherished member. Witnessing Zara’s imminent peril filled him with dread. No matter how he tried to justify his actions to the elderly patriarch, he knew it would be futile. Lord Banks would be furious, and John Garrett couldn’t bear to imagine the consequences he would face!


    With Tate Landry showing nothing but disrespect, John Garrett’s frustration boiled over. He pulled out his gun and pressed it against Landry’s forehead, shouting frantically, “Do you think this is a joke? If you don’t spill the truth, I’ll send you to your grave right now!”


    Facing the gun, Tate Landry showed no fear; instead, he wore a tragic smile that revealed his blood-stained teeth. In a cold voice, he replied, “Go ahead, shoot! I’m in agony all over, so just end it and free me from this suffering!”


    Furious, John Garrett pushed the gun into Landry’s mouth, cursing, “Go to hell!” He then pulled the trigger. “Boom!” Tate Landry copsed, blood spraying from the back of his head. He was dead.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    At that moment, John Garrett noticed that Zara in the back seat was growing weaker and on the verge of losing consciousness. He shouted urgently, “Quick! Someone save the youngdy!” One of his men nced at the mangled Rolls Royce and said, “Captain, we don’t have the tools to open these twisted doors! We need a hydraulic shear or Jaws of Life to get through the metal frame.”


    John Garrett snapped, “I don’t care how you do it, just get her out! If anything happens to her, we’re all in deep trouble!”


    The team was taken aback by his urgency, and they rushed forward, doing their utmost to pry open the deformed door and rescue Zara. However, despite their skills as bodyguards, they were no match for the strength required to ovee the wreckage. Their efforts fell shortpared to Xion, who had trained in martial arts since childhood. They struggled to pull the door free, but it was to no avail.


    John Garrett was pushing himself to the limit, but he realized he was powerless. Zara looked at him desperately and insisted, “Don’t save me, save my mother!”<fn44cd> ?? ??? ???? ?? ???? ???? ???????s, ????s? ??s?? find?novel</fn44cd>


    John Garrett’s face fell, and he replied, “Miss, I can’t make that decision. My only priority is to get you out and to the hospital as quickly as possible.”


    Zara broke down in tears, pleading, “You must call Lord Banks! Tell him that if my mother isn’t saved, I’ll die with her!”


    Feeling cornered, John Garrett responded, “I can’t reach the old man, so please don’t put me in this position. My sole focus is on saving you.”


    “I don’t want you to save me!” Zara cried. “If you want to save me, then save my mother first, or let me die with her!”


    Confused, John Garrett’s men looked at each other, one asking, “Captain, what should we do?”


    Grinding his teeth in frustration, John Garrett ordered, “Forget everything else, just save Miss Zara!”


    Zara shouted back, “You save my mother first!” Just then, a wave of dizziness hit her, and pain exploded in her head. Momentster, she lost consciousness.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>