It didn't take long before the tires were punctured with a loud bang!
Rogan hadn't even had the chance to break through the cars before their enemies reached them.
"Get out of the car!" demanded the soldiers as they pointed their guns over.
Even the tires were rendered useless, so there was absolutely nothing Carla and her team could do to break free.
Rogan couldn't tap into her talent or drive everyone to safety, under those circumstances, so she stared hopelessly at Carla.
"F_ck it, " grumbled Freda as she clenched her fists and suggested, "Rogan, you will leave with Ms. Lierger while the three of us buy you girls some time."
"Okay, " replied Rogan while nodding.
"You will all die if I leave. I'll stay. That way, everyone will at least have a shot at surviving, " said Carla while frowning deeply.
"But…" Freda was about to refute when a soldier walked over to yank at the door.
Just then, the sound of a series of roaring engines hit everybody's ears. The cars' blinding headlights shot over as well.
Every soldier was stunned in place. When they turned around, they saw over ten heavy-duty cars zipping over like a pack of wild animals.
The soldiers panicked and quickly went to defend their territory, but the heavy-duty cars still knocked everything and everyone out of the way.
An all-out war broke out instantly.
The soldiers were trained by the books and had virtually zero combat experience, so they were no match against the men from the heavy-duty cars.
It didn't take long before the soldiers were forced to back away.
Freda, Rogan, and the others took advantage of that to get out of the car with Carla. They were about to leave when one heavy-duty car blocked their path.
Rogan clenched her fists. She was about to fight back when the driver popped his head out and called out to her. When she saw who the guy was, she couldn't help smiling like an ecstatic fool and blurting, "Bugara!"
"Get in the car, " said Benard while opening the doors to get everyone inside.
"What are you guys doing here? How did you know we'd be in trouble?" asked Carla in a surprised tone.
"Mr. Giblo had been paying attention to your safety this entire time. He personally issued the order for us to rescue everyone, " answered Benard.
Carla turned her head and checked via the windows. She saw that the Giblo family's convoy was already leaving, and the Srinsot family's army was forced to flee as well.
"What else does Zayn know?" asked Carla when she turned her attention back over.
"He knows that Mr. Lierger has passed on and that you are in grave danger now, " replied Benard carefully.
"Where is he now?"
Carla looked out the windows once more. A few cars were following close behind, but it was likely that Zayn wasn't there.
"He's waiting for you at the airport, " replied Benard politely, "My recommendation is that you call Charles and have him take the kids to the airport. We can meet up there. Don't worry. No one would dare stop the Giblo family's private jet from lifting off."
Carla tilted her gaze down and considered it before instructing Freda, "Call Charles."
"Understood, " replied Freda. She was quick to call Charles after that.
It was a mess on the other end of the line as well. As suspected, Charles was ambushed too, but he was confident that he could break through everything. He promised to take the kids and meet up with Carla at the airport.
Freda reported the matter to Carla.
The latter instantly asked, "Benard, can we go help Charles out?"
"He should be fine since he has a lot of subordinates…"
"Just get your a_s over!" demanded Freda, who was getting nervous.
Being interrupted got Benard to turn to her meekly and change his stance. He said, "Okay, then let's head over together."
It was already three in the morning at the time, and that night was destined to be unpleasant.
Fortunately, Carla had the Giblo family's support, so she reached Charles quickly and smoothly. Everyone rushed to the airport together.
The three kids were sleeping soundly the entire time and had no idea what had happened.
At the airport. Everyone hopped out of the car.
Carla saw Zayn leaning against the side of the door and smoking.
The night's wind was caressing his hair. He had lost weight, so his thin figure seemed lonely. Despite that, the powerful aura he exuded was still as strong as it had always been.
So much had happened. Carla thought that she would no longer need to count on Zayn after she had become stronger and smarter. Never in her life would she have anticipated that he would still be the one to rescue her when it truly mattered.
She walked to him and wanted to thank him, but she couldn't bring herself to do so.
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