Chapter 85
Author: Chocolà
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The vehicle moved fast and another parked right in front of it.

"Get in the car immediately!" The voice of an older man commanded.

Ric and Johnson had managed to obey the command immediately and vacate the vehicle the rode in without questioning the man that gave the instruction.

The driver steered the car away, those on the attack oblivious of the exchange, he let the wheel stir itself but he was not fast enough to jump out of the vehicle into the nearby grass area before he was hit by a bullet and an explosion occured.

It was a close call and miss but what bothered Ric was how Lord Gullathova was just in time to save him.

He had a lot of unanswered questions and his wedding to Aaliyah was just a few days away.

It didn't take long for the Internet to be flooded with pictures of Ric's Mercedes that was in flames with the body of the body guard and the driver in ashes. News media houses were already giving their opinions and thoughts some said the Milano president was completely burnt
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