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Strong winds howled, and a heavy snowfall was imminent. Road conditions were treacherous, and visibility was poor.
As he sped on the freeway, his car tires slipped a few times, almost causing him to get into a major accident. Fortunately, thanks to his excellent driving skills, he was able to avoid such an occurrence.
Just as he was approximately two miles away from Crater Mountain Park-
A black sports car caught up with him like the wind from behind and started driving alongside him. Jeremy’s palms became clammy as he held onto the steering wheel. He had a feeling that this was not a friendly company. In fact, alarm bells rang throughout every inch of his body, telling him someone was out to get him.
Suddenly, he looked to the side and widened his eyes in shock.
The window of the car next to him was lowered. Through the crazy, chilling winds, he spotted a handsome yet icy face.
It was Remy!
Jeremy pressed his lips together tightly. His chest heaved while his temples pounded hard.
In the next moment, his eyes widened.
Looking completely unmoved, Remy held onto his steering wheel with one hand. Then, he raised his other hand, which was holding firmly onto a gun.
He pointed the muzzle right at Jeremy’s forehead.
A chill went down Jeremy’s spine.
At that moment, staring down the barrel of the gun, one thought consumed him. It was the only thought that mattered-he had to stay alive to meet Alyssa!
Jeremy’s mind raced. His gun was hidden under the driver’s seat of his usual car, but today, he had taken a different sports car-one that wasn’t equipped with a weapon. Panic gripped him for a split second before his instincts kicked in.
The soldier within him stirred.
Without warning, he jerked the steering wheel, ramming his car into Remy’s.
One of Remy’s headlights was taken out and left rolling across the snow.
All of a sudden, this prideful man was overwhelmed with anger. His eyes reddened with a strong sense of competitiveness, compelling him to pull the trigger.
A shot rang out. The bullet sliced through the cold air, shattering Jeremy’s car window.
From the very beginning, Remy hadn’t intended to take Jeremy’s life. All Justin told him to do was to stop Jeremy from meeting with Alyssa. He had not instructed him to take his life.
Nevertheless, that shot hit Jeremy in the arm. Fresh blood gushed out from his wound, and blood had splattered on the car window.
Jeremy’s face went pale. He groaned but still kept his hands on the steering wheel steadily. He put the pedal to the metal and did not show any signs of stopping.
Even if the world turned upside down or if a bloody battle broke out, he would give his all to go to Alyssa.
It was as if that passion and intense urge, which he hadn’t felt in a really long time, had suddenly risen within his chest once again.
Remy was startled to see how determined Jeremy was that he wasn’t even afraid of his gun. Right after that, his eyes dimmed as he reached his arm out the window and fired three consecutive shots at Jeremy’s tires.
What followed was a screeching sound that tore through the night. Jeremy’s tires blew out, causing his sports car to make a few spins on that empty freeway.
Finally, with a thunderous boom, his car slammed into the side of a slope on the right.
It was also thanks to the snowstorm that no cars were on the freeway. Otherwise, this could have ended tragically.
The front of the sports car was completely ruined. Thick smoke billowed from the hood, and glass had shattered everywhere.
Remy, his face like ice, approached the wreck, his eyes cold and calculating, his boots crunching over broken glass.
All of a sudden, the car door flung open.
Remy narrowed his eyes and raised his gun in a swift move.
In the next moment, a bruised and battered Jeremy got out of the car. Fresh blood soaked his bangs and trickled down his badly wounded face.
Drops of blood trickled along his jaw and dripped onto the ground, blending into the desolate night.
The pain spread through his entire body, consuming him physically and mentally like crashing waves. It was as if he was about to be completely destroyed from the inside out.
He was holding himself together with his astounding willpower. No one else in all of Solana City was capable of doing so.
“Freeze,” Remy commanded coldly as he aimed his gun at Jeremy’s bloodied face.
Nonetheless, Jeremy ignored him and took a step forward.
His eyes reflected his determination, strength, and stubbornness.
Even the bleakness at the brink of death would pale into insignificance because of this look in his eyes.
“Jeremy, didn’t you hear me?” Remy’s charming eyes filled with ferocity. He gritted his teeth and ordered, “I told you to stay right there!”
Fresh blood blurred Jeremy’s vision, but he did not appear to be fearful at all. He croaked, “I want to go to Alyssa. You cannot stop me.
“I can’t, but what about my gun?” Remy cocked his gun and threatened.
As long as he pulled the trigger, Jeremy had nowhere to run. He would most definitely lose his life right here.
“You’re going to kill me?’ Jeremy questioned with a piercingly cold look in his eyes.
“What do you think?”
“You won’t.”
Remy scoffed. “That’s really confident of you.”
“You had countless opportunities to shoot me in the head earlier, but you didn’t.”
Jeremy blinked hard. His eyes were bloodshot. In a clear voice, he probed, “Your goal was only to stop me from going to Alyssa, am I right?”
Remy glared at him. In a frosty voice, he replied, “Since you already know that, don’t make me fire at you, Mr. Walsh.”
“When we were on Rose Island, you showed up on Jameson’s instructions to stop us from rescuing Alyssa… Jameson is now dead, and you and I have no grudges against one another.
*So, who was it who ordered you to stand in my way?” Jeremy exhaled a cloud of mist as he forced himself to withstand the immense pain.
*No one ordered me to do so. I just don’t like you and feel that you don’t deserve to show up before Ms. Alyssa anymore.”
Remy lifted the corner of his lip into a smirk. “Compared to you, there is someone who’s more suited to be with Ms. Alyssa. Your relationship with her has ended. She no longer needs you.”
The look in Jeremy’s eyes went cold. Feeling frustrated, he blurted in a deep voice, “There’s someone more suited to be with her than me? Is it Justin you’re referring to?”
To his surprise, he hit the nail on the head. Remy’s pupils constricted, and the smirk vanished from his face.
As subtle as Remy’s expressions were, Jeremy still noticed them. A slight twinkle flashed across his eyes.
He did not have the time to continue entertaining Remy. He clenched his teeth, turned around, and started running toward Crater Mountain.
Nevertheless, he had barely taken a few steps when gunshots were fired at his feet. Even so, Jeremy kept his eyes fixed ahead and did not stop.
Just then, another gunshot rang out.
It wasn’t until a bullet hit him in his right shoulder that the pain caused him to stumble. He almost fell to the ground but forced himself to stay on his feet.
It was fortunate that he was shot in his right shoulder this time.
After all, his left shoulder could not be injured any further. Otherwise, his left shoulder would be left in complete disability.
“If you take another step, the next shot will be in your left leg,” Remy warned mockingly. Yet, his gaze was firm and fiery. “Jeremy, I don’t suppose you want to end up like your older brother, living in a wheelchair for the rest of your life, do you?”
“If you want to shoot me… just go ahead.”
Heaving, Jeremy pressed his hand against the wound on his right shoulder and continued advancing. “As long as I’ve still got breath in my lungs, I have to meet with Alyssa. There’s a massive snowstorm tonight… but she’s gone hiking alone. She will be in danger!”
Remy stood stiffly at the same spot as he watched Jeremy’s determined and upright figure from behind.
He no longer had a firm grip over the gun in his hand.
