She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

"Shut up, bitch, there's no bracelet at all. Boss, don't believe her, she's deliberately deceiving you, trying to stir things up."

"He has it."

"I don't have it."

"He really has it."

The boss's gaze darted back and forth between them.

"Just search him, you'll see. It's really in his pocket."

"You're asking for it..." Victor was furious, raising his hand, ready to hit Zoey Sanders.

"See, see, he's losing it, it's really in his pocket, even if I die, it's in his pocket."

"Ah!" Zoey Sanders screamed, her whole body shrinking back to hide.

The punch didn't land; Victor was kicked to the ground by the boss, "Damn it, you two bastards dare to play tricks on me. Strip him and find the bracelet."

The boss ordered a man with dyed blond hair behind him to pin Victor to the ground and search him.

"Boss, I really don't have the bracelet, this woman is very cunning, she's lying to you..." Victor tried to struggle again.

But soon, the blond found a diamond bracelet in Victor's pocket.

"Fuck!"

The boss, holding the bracelet, angrily kicked Victor, "You fucking dared to stash it away, twenty million! You two bastards, I'll kick you to death."

Victor and the other man clearly couldn't take on the boss and the blond, getting pinned down and beaten mercilessly.

"I'm telling you two, not a single penny of this twenty million will go to you." The boss spat on the ground, angrily declaring.

"Why?" Victor protested.

The twenty million was supposed to be theirs, they found it. How could they get nothing from it? Twenty million—they couldn't just let it go.

"Because you two broke the rules, I won't share anything with you, and yet you dared to secretly take something worth twenty million, you two are dead."

"We found it, no matter what, we deserve a share of that money."

"Yeah."

The two clamored at the boss.

"Heh." The boss sneered, "What? Want to defy me? Watch me kill you two."

Human nature is greedy. The boss and the blond also wanted to keep the bracelet for themselves. Victor and the other man naturally wouldn't agree—twenty million, a number that could ensure a lifetime of security, couldn't just be let go.

Soon, the four of them were entangled in a fight.

Seeing this, Zoey Sanders got herself up from the ground, slowly moving backward, then bolted away.

The rustle of the grass caught on her clothes. Soon Blondie noticed her, "Boss, that woman is running away again."

Upon hearing that Zoey Sanders was running away, they stopped. The boss slapped his thigh angrily, belatedly realizing, "We've been played by that woman. She deliberately sowed discord. What are you waiting for? If we don't catch her, we're all screwed."

Hearing they were doomed, the group immediately calmed down. With what they were doing, if caught by the police, there'd be no future for them. No amount of money would help them.

The boss gritted his teeth, "Chase her down..." He made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Yes."

In this situation, they wouldn't risk proceeding with the original plan to sell her. Of course, they couldn't let her leave alive either.

The four exchanged glances, immediately splitting up in pursuit.

They were often engaged in shady dealings in this area, familiar with the terrain. Even in the dark, they knew the easiest paths.

But Zoey Sanders was different. Everything ahead was pitch black, with no light. Blood streaming from her forehead further blurred her vision. She could only run desperately, just run desperately.

She just focused on running, ignoring the path beneath her feet. With a "snap," she tripped over a stone and fell to the ground, immediately feeling warm liquid flowing from her nose—it was a nosebleed.

Zoey Sanders felt as if today was just her string of bad luck.

She wiped with her hand, not caring if it was dirty, stubbornly getting up and running forward aimlessly.

"Bang," a sharp pain hit the back of her head, some hard object suddenly striking her.

The world spun, her nose filled with the metallic scent of her own blood...

Zoey Sanders' vision went black, her body weakly collapsing to the ground.

Her eyes remained slightly open, watching a few unknown birds fly overhead, their sweet calls turning mournful to her ears.

This time, she really was going to die...

Four men surrounded her. Blondie gripped a club, his expression vicious, striking down toward her head without hesitation.

Zoey Sanders closed her eyes, her heart filled with despair.

Mom, Dad, Brother, Zoey will never see you again...

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out near her ear.

Warm liquid splattered on her face, Zoey Sanders shivered all over, forcing her eyes open and turning her head. The car's headlights aimed at her face as a tall, slender shadow approached, carrying the light.