Love Drug Novel

Chapter 95 Wrath in a Tailored Suit But being so blatantly extorted , Summer was no fool .

, 82 % Finished You say youre not feeling well ? Im injured too .

How about we both go to the hospital for a full check up ? As for all those random fees , if you dont want to settle this privately , well call the police and let them decide .

The bald truck drivers face darkened immediately .

He had not expected this delicate looking woman to actually have a brain .

If the police got involved , it was very possible he would be the one paying compensation in the end .

His face turned an ugly shade of red , his fury boiling over .

He raised his voice , roaring , So youre saying youre not paying ! Im warning you , you hit my truck today .

If you dont hand over the money , youre not going anywhere ! And if you dare call the cops , Ill kill you right now ! As he spoke , he flexed his thick , bare arms in front of her , showing off sinewy muscles marked with ugly scars , the threat clear in his eyes .

Just then , Summers phone rang .

She instinctively took a step back and answered it .

On the other end of the phone , there was a mans lazy , magnetic voice .

He heard the rage and aggression in the truck drivers shouts over the phone .

His tone suddenly deepened , no longer as casual as usual .

Summer , whats going on ? Summer pressed her lips together tightly , her gaze falling on the bald mans overly developed arms .

I … accidentally got into a car accident , she said softly .

The bald man noticed her on the phone , his eyes widening with hostility .

Even if you call for backup , its useless ! You should ask around who I am in the trucking world .

One word from me .

Pay up now , or I wont show mercy just because youre pretty ! Send me your location , the man on the phone said , his voice suddenly chilling to the bone .

Bloomfield Lane .

Summer thought she heard the faint sound of hurried footsteps over the line .

Summer , Frasers voice lowered a notch more , steady and reassuring , get back in the car .

Dont s word to him until I get there .

And … dont be afraid .

Summer had been holding herself together through sheer willpower , ignoring the pain in her body and the truckers raw threats .

But hearing him say , Dont be afraid , made her chest tighten , and her eyelashes fluttered faintly .

In the next second , taking advantage of the bald mans momentary distraction , she quickly opened the car door , slipped inside , and slammed it shut , locking it without hesitation .

The truck driver had not expected her to pull such a move .

His face twisted with rage .

1/3 12:19 Mon , 7 Apr S Chapter 95 Wrath in a Tailored Suit Summer rested her head on her arm , her mind buzzing , her cars ringing .

82 % 1 Finished The mans pounding fists shook the car with each blow , the frame trembling beneath his rage .

At this much strength , if Fraser did not arrive soon , the windows would shatter from the force .

Suddenly , like a razor of wind cutting through the day , a Vertex roared down the road at breakneck speed .

With an ear splitting screech , the car braked hard and stopped dead at the curb .

The door swung open , and a man stepped out .

His long legs encased in tailored trousers emerged first , followed by a tall , lean figure that radiated cold restraint and authority .

Under the dim streetlights , he walked forward with slow , deliberate steps , the weight of his presence pressing down like an oncoming storm .

The bald trucker froze at the sight of him .

His raised hand hung suspended in the air , as if someone had nailed it there .

Frasers black eyes gleamed , two shards of obsidian flashing with an icy chill .

Without breaking stride , he reached out , seized the mans wrist , and twisted .

Just a brutal , precise movement .

The bald mans arm snapped backward at an unnatural angle .

Before the man could even register the pain , his entire body was wrenched up and slammed to the ground like a rag doll .

The sharp , unmistakable sound of bone breaking split the silence .

Ahhh ! My arm ! You broke my arm ! Youre trying to kill me ! The bald man writhed on the asphalt , his face contorted with agony , howling like a beast in a trap .

Fraser did not spare him a glance .

He bent down instead , tapping gently on Summers window .

When Summer saw it was Fraser , her vision blurred for a moment .

The string shed been holding taut in her mind finally snapped loose .

She fumbled to open the door , but the second her foot touched the ground , her legs gave out .

Before she could fall , strong hands caught her , steadying her as easily as if she weighed nothing .

His palms were warm , his hold firm , drawing her frozen body into the heat of his embrace .

His voice , low and rough , vibrated in her ear .

What happened to you ? On the ground , the bald truck driver forced himself upright , one hand cradling his broken arm .

His eyes burned with hate .

Who the hell are you ? You broke my arm , you son of a bitch ! Ill kill you for this ! Frasers gaze snapped to him , sharp and cold as a blade .

The bald mans feet locked into place .

He couldnt move .

He stood nearly two meters tall , a mountain of muscle .

But facing Fraser , who was dressed in nothing more than a crisp shirt and tailored pants , he felt himself shrinking , suffocated by an invisible force .

Frasers brow furrowed as his eyes fell on the red mark swelling on Summers forehead .

2/3 12:19 Mon , 7 Apr Chapter 95 Wrath in a Tailored Suit Finished The bald mans mouth snapped shut .

Terror swirled with his anger , his body trembling uncontrollably .

His gaze flickered toward the Vertex parked by the curb , which cost tens of millions .