Chapter 737 - Her End
Her End
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In order to get out of the suite alive, Ye Shayan promised that she would never tell anyone about what had happened to her.
Ya Quan looked at Ye Shayan again and again, then walked out with the fruit knife.
As he walked, he glanced at Jim and Anthony, then tilted his head to signal for everyone to leave together.
Seeing Ya Quan hint at them to leave, Jim was somewhat in disbelief.
He looked at Ya Quan for a few seconds and then at Ye Shayan on the bed for a few seconds.
In the end, Anthony slapped his butt hard before he followed him out.
Ye Shayan watched the six mercenaries and Ya Quan walk out slowly. Her heart was beating fast.’She jumped very quickly, as if she couldn’t believe that Ya Quan had really let her go.
After they left the suite, Jim suddenly patted Ya Quan’s shoulder.”
“Ya Quan, are we really going to let that woman off just like that?”
A pitiful person must have something to hate. Although he felt that Ye Shayan was a little pitiful, he did not agree with the way she handled the situation.
“Yes.”
Ya Quan played with the fruit knife in his hand and nodded.
“What if she calls the police?”
They walked to the elevator, and Jim reached out and pressed the down button.
“She wouldn’t dare.”
Ya Quan’s tone was very certain.
Even if Ye Shayan had a hundred guts, he reckoned that she wouldn’t dare to call the police.
“It’s better to be safe than sorry. If Brown was supporting him, it wouldn’t be so easy to solve this problem.”
Feng Sheng had told him not to make a big deal out of it, but Ji Mu still felt that he should end Ye Shayan. It would be easier to end it once and for all without any repercussions.
“If Ye Shayan really calls the police, I’ll leave her to you.”
After the elevator opened, Ya Quan was the first to enter the elevator.
“Me? Are you sure?”
Jim followed her into the elevator with a skeptical look.
Ye Shayan would have no chance of survival if he was given full authority.
“If she calls the police.”
Ya Quan pushed up his glasses and emphasized.
Ye Shayan’s suite was on the top floor of the private clubhouse.
After Ya Quan and the others walked out of the clubhouse, when Jim and the others went to the garage to drive, Ya Quan walked to a trash can by the roadside.
He casually threw the fruit knife he brought from the clubhouse into the trash can.
Then, he took off his glasses and threw them into the trash can, even though they were stained with Ye Shayan’s blood.
After Ya Quan and the others left the suite, Ye Shayan endured the pain in her lower body and the two knife wounds on her upper body and turned her body slightly with difficulty.
Ya Quan had cut off the rope on her left hand, so her left hand could move freely.
Ye Shayan slowly untied the rope tied to her right hand. Because of the knife wound, she felt uncomfortable and broke out in a cold sweat.
She sat up with difficulty. Her entire body was weak, but she still slowly untied the rope that was tied to her feet.
Ye Shayan’s clothes had long been torn into strips by Jim, and she could no longer wear them.
She wrapped herself in a white blanket and allowed the two wounds on her body to bleed. She held onto the wall and walked out step by step.
When Ye Shayan pushed open the door and walked out, she saw the cleaning lady pushing a cart past the door.
Her body was extremely weak, so she quickly said,
“Save me, ambulance…”
Although Ye Shayan’s voice was soft and weak, the cleaner turned to look at her because she suddenly opened the door.
“Ah!”
The cleaning lady screamed when she saw Ye Shayan wrapped in a bloody blanket..