Pete Roger red at Charlie Wade, fighting to keep his anger in check. In a chilling tone, he warned, “Sir, I’m not joking! You’d better move aside right now and avoid getting into unnecessary trouble!”


    Charlie Wade, however, dismissed him with a scoff. “You talk too much. I’ll say it again: if you don’t let me into the car, you won’t be leaving. Unless you’re willing to shoot me, I doubt you’ll have the guts to do it in front of Mr. Mitsui!”


    Pete Roger felt a headacheing on. His initial mission was to take Tawanna away and handle matters on his own. But at the party earlier, Tawanna’s boyfriend, Trevor, had insisted oning along. Not wanting to disrupt his own ns, Pete had reluctantly agreed to let Trevor join him. Now, with Charlie Wade iming to be Tawanna’s bodyguard, the situation was spiraling out of control—adding two extra people to his original n was not ideal!


    It was clear to Pete that Charlie Wade was not the type to back down easily. If he refused to let him in, Charlie would likely linger and cause more trouble. Yet, he couldn’t let his true feelings show in front of Mitsui Yoshitaka. Even if he managed toplete his task, getting out of this mess would be tricky.


    After weighing his options, Pete reluctantly gritted his teeth and relented, saying to Charlie Wade, “Fine, you can get in, but I expect you to follow our rules!”


    “Alright,” Charlie Wade replied, a triumphant smile spreading across his face as he stepped forward and climbed into the Toyota bus.


    Standing at the door, Pete shot Charlie Wade a cold stare while thinking, “If you’re looking for trouble, don’t me me for what happens next.”


    As Charlie Wade blocked the entrance, he urged, “Haven’t you heard? Good dogs don’t block the road. How am I supposed to get in if you won’t move?”


    Pete Roger was furious, nearly choking on his anger. With a bitter resolve, he stepped aside, allowing Charlie Wade to enter the vehicle.


    Once inside, Charlie noticed six other people, excluding the driver. The bus, originally designed for 20 passengers, had been modified to have only four rows of first-ss seats, with two seats per row. In the front row sat a white man, likely Pete Roger’s spot. Tawanna and Trevor upied the second row, while two others were in the third row.


    When Charlie Wade entered, he locked eyes with Tawanna, who looked both surprised and confused. She couldn’t fathom why Charlie would show up, especially considering their mutual dislike for one another.<fna2b2> ???s ??????? ?s ?????? ?? find?novel</fna2b2>


    As they made eye contact, Charlie realized that Tawanna and her boyfriend were now trapped in the middle. With the exception of the front windshield, all the windows were tinted ck, preventing anyone outside from seeing in. If the four people in front decided to attack, Tawanna and Trevor wouldn’t stand a chance.


    Pete Roger turned to the man in the front row and ordered, “Lucas, go to the back row and let him have your seat.”


    Just as Lucas began to stand, Charlie Wade ced a hand on his shoulder, pushing him back down. With a grin, he said, “No need for that! I’ll just take thest row and make myselffortable!”


    Panic gripped Pete Roger. His n was to have the two people in the third row ambush Tawanna and Trevor as soon as the vehicle left the building. He had prepared a lethal dose of injection drugs and only needed to stab the two in the neck for them to sumb within half a minute.


    Initially, he thought the operation would be straightforward, but now, Charlie Wade, this unwee disruptor, was sitting at the back. If he did sit there, Charlie would have a clear view of everything happening in front of him. Attempting to inject the drugs unnoticed would be nearly impossible—Charlie would likely spot the syringe as soon as it was drawn!


    Instinctively, Pete grabbed Charlie’s arm, insisting, “Just sit in the front row!”


    Charlie shook off Pete’s grip, annoyance evident in his voice. “I can sit wherever I want! Why do you feel the need to tell me what to do?”