The wide street was empty.

Eric Ferguson did not even glance at Wendy, who was on the ground. He just got into his car and left.

No one paid attention to the injured Wendy Quade, who was thrown out like a bag of trash.

When she was helpless, Wendy got up from the ground and called her eldest uncle, but as soon as he answered the phone, he cursed at her.

“You bloody banshee! What have you done to make Mr. Ferguson so angry?! He wants to crush my company now! What do you have to say to that?!”

Wendy panicked and was at a loss for words when she suddenly heard a car honking.

‘Did Eric send someone to pick me up? Does that mean he’s giving me a chance?’ Wendy thought.

Before she could revel in her elation, she saw several cars coming to a stop in front of her.

They were police cars!

The police officers inside got out of the car with cold and solemn faces.

“Wendy Quade? Someone is charging you with intentional homicide. Please come with us.”

In an instant, it felt like a bucket o