Chapter 1521: Fix this problem
"Come on... don’t die like that. You can kill him now. I’m not in the car anymore."
Penny, seated lazily in the open backseat of a car, muttered to the body lying motionless on the ground.
It was the rider—the one who had tried to shoot Jonathan—only to end up run over by Penny’s bodyguards. If Mark had been even a second late, Jonathan would’ve been dead. And given how their car was moving, his death might’ve taken Penny with him in an inevitable crash.
"Come on..." she mused again, offering a smile to the first responders as they cleaned her minor wounds. "Thank you."
One of them smiled back and nodded. "You’ll still need to get checked at the hospital, just to be safe."
"Mhm." Penny hummed, watching the responder leave with her kit. Her gaze drifted past her, landing on Jonathan, who was being tended to a few feet away.
Unlike her little scratches and the bruising on her leg, Jonathan had taken the brunt of it. The window had shattered on his side, glass slicing into his skin. Most of the cuts were shallow, but one nasty wound on his knuckles needed stitches—likely from something he’d hit during the short but intense road incident.
Jonathan was already staring back at her, face sour.
"That wretched witch..." he muttered under his breath—only to realize someone was still cleaning his wounds. The medic gave him an awkward smile but said nothing.
After all, Penny’s snide comment had been loud enough for everyone to hear, as if her words could miraculously resurrect the rider to finish the job. Jonathan, meanwhile, just used the moment to glare daggers in her direction.
To anyone who didn’t know them, one question naturally came to mind:
Why were they even together?