Five minutes later, the taxi pulled to a stop on a patch of empty, paved ground. Ye Xuxu gripped her bodyguard’s wrist, her breathing quickening.
She had lived a charmed life; this was her first time facing such a situation. It would be a lie to say she wasn’t terrified.
The driver stepped out, walked to the rear door, and pulled it open, immediately brandishing a pistol at them. "Get out."
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