Spoiled by the Silver Fox

Sullivan glanced back, his heart skipping a beat as he saw Emily's face had gone pale as a ghost.

Good thing she'd buckled up. No harm done.

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On the other end of the line, Rebecca let out a mocking laugh, "Oh, look at you. Getting all cozy with that tramp. Out for a late-night drive, are we? Where might you be off to?" Sullivan responded coolly, "Taking her back to her mother's."

"Since when did you start running errands for others?"

"What do you want?"

"Kill her."

Sullivan's grip on the phone tightened, but he said nothing.

Rebecca sneered, "Can't do it, huh? Fine, I'll send another man to do it. But Sullivan, there's a price for defiance. What do you think your punishment should be?" "Whatever you want."

"Oh, Sullivan. I knew you were no longer trustworthy. I didn't raise a dog; I raised a wolf. Dogs are too base, too lowly. They're more to my liking. And since I raised you, I'll endure it. But did you really think I ever trusted you completely?" Sullivan frowned, "What are you playing at?"

"Turn around. Look behind you."

Instinctively, Sullivan peered through the rear window and saw Rebecca's smirking face in an SUV, oozing seduction.

He dropped the phone and bolted out of the car.

Reaching the passenger side, he helped the ashen-faced Emily out of the vehicle and dashed toward a nearby alley.

A gunshot rang out, and Emily's legs nearly gave out from fear.

Sullivan swept her into his arms and continued their escape.

No wonder he hadn't been in touch with her for so long.

Rebecca had been pulling the strings in the shadows, orchestrating everything.

She had lost her trust in him.

But moving up from being a dog to a wolf that bites felt pretty good.

A smirk played on Sullivan's lips as he fled.

Emily, cradled in his arms, was

d by his smile and couldnt

help but ask, "What are you smiling about?"

"I got an upgrade. Shouldn't I be happy?"

Emily didn't follow. "Why are we running?"

"Because we're being chased."

"Is it me they're after?"

"Yeah."

"Then drop me, and you'll live."

"The

set. But I can still

is alream supposed to protect m supposed to p s to en. Ct

to protect you this time."

"It's a pity, though."

"Hmm?"

"It's a pity that the person protecting me, isn't you."

Emily's voice wavered, her eyes brimming.

Sullivan didn't reply, but the smile faded from his lips.

"Call Stephanie. Sebastian will send someone to rescue you."

Emily's voice choked up, "My phone's in my bag, left in the car."

Sullivan gave a wry smile, "I left my phone there, too."

"What do we do now?"

"Run. Just run. Wherever we end up, we end up."

"If we manage to see tomorrow's sun. Sullivan, will you take me to the beach to watch the sunrise?"

"Do we have to? I hate the night. Hate dark places."

"Oh. Then let's watch the sunrise."

But wasn't the sun glaring?

Stephanie was just about finished preparing a late-night snack, and it was nearly eleven.

Sebastian had wrapped up his work and stepped out of his study,

heading for their room. Not find

Emily and Stephanie, he went downstairs.

But the living room was empty too.