My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 824

“Let me go…”

Jesebel swung her arm violently. However, the fact that she was a woman coupled with the fact she was anemic meant she did not have much strength. She could not break free from Kenneth’s grasp.

Kenneth pulled Jesebel into his arms and wrapped them around her tightly as he said softly, “Stop kicking up a fuss, alright? Give me another chance!”

Jesebel slapped Kenneth and said angrily, “I’ve already told you that we’re never getting back together. If you continue harassing me, I’ll call the police!”

An imprint of Jesebel’s palm appeared on Kenneth’s face. As he placed a hand against his warm face, a look of hatred flashed through his eyes. Then, he took a white silk handkerchief from his pocket and used it to cover Jesebel’s mouth and nose.

The handkerchief was covered in ether. A panicked look appeared in Jesebel’s eyes as she struggled valiantly before losing consciousness.

Kenneth tossed the bouquet of fresh flowers into a nearby trash can and glared at Jesebel as he cursed.

“Stupid woman who doesn’t know what’s good for herself. You wouldn’t let me even touch you after we dated for so long, but you wouldn't let me go sleep with other women either?”

As he spoke, he placed Jesebel in the front passenger seat and helped her buckle her seatbelt.

Then, he got into the driver’s seat.

He had expected Jesebel not to forgive him, which was why he had come prepared to forcibly have his way with her.

He would not give up until he managed to sleep with this woman.

After turning the keys and starting the car, he got ready to start driving. He pulled up the directions to Jonford Grand Hotel.

He was about to step on the gas when he glanced at the rearview mirror out of the corner of his eye and realized a man was sitting in the back seat.

Kenneth was startled. “Who are you?”

The BMW immediately began shaking sideways.

A group of people who happened to be walking past the car exchanged surprised looks.

A sleazy-looking middle-aged man said, “I saw a man dragging a woman into the car just now. They’re probably having car sex right now!”

“Holy shit, how exciting.”

“What a pity the glass is tinted. We can’t see what’s going on inside!”

“Oh, fatso. You should try to accumulate some good karma and report this to the police!”

A zealous audience member took their phone out to call the police.

The fat man glanced at them. “You shouldn’t be such a busybody. Look at them, they drive a BMW X8. Do you think that’s someone you can afford to mess with?”

The audience member hesitated for a moment and then quietly put their phone away when they recalled seeing news of how BMW drivers often beat other people up.

He previously had a sharp jawline, but it had turned round now. When he spoke, his voice sounded muffled, and drool tinged with blood consistently dribbled down his chin.

Atlas used the toe of his shining leather boot to tilt Kenneth’s chin up. There was a teasing look on his face as he said, “So, does that mean you’re very well-connected?”

“Do you know the Lane family of Jonford? My grandfather is the brother of Howard Lane!”

Kenneth spoke with a lot of false bravado.

Atlas tilted his head. “Who’s this Lane family?”

The white-haired youngster standing behind him seemed astonished. “I’ve never heard of the Lane family!”

Then, he gave Kenneth a half-smile. “Do you know who he is?”

Kenneth shook his head instinctively.

Of course, he knew the man standing before him was no ordinary person. After all, Royal Bay was not a place where anyone could live if they wished to.

Moreover, his grandfather had nothing to do with the Lane family of Jonford. He was just banking on the fact their surnames were similar to protect himself.

“This is Atlas Kennedy. He's the third heir of the Kennedy family of Capiton!”