Chapter 53 - Is This All Man-Made?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Jocelyn tried hard to keep herself awake, but she suddenly felt her body flying again…

“Boom!” An ear-piercing explosion came from behind. The powerful sound pierced through the eardrums, as if the world was about to collapse. The entire world was shaking and turning dark.

The car actually exploded!

Thick smoke rose from the ground, and the already dark night became even gloomier and scarier. All kinds of noise and thick smoke surrounded this area, and the suburbs, which were without street lamps, were enveloped in a terrifying aura.

‘Jocelyn, Jocelyn, wake up…”

Jocelyn.”

She felt like she heard Aren calling her, but her body was sore, and she was having difficulty breathing.

Jocelyn, wake up.”

Aren’s voice was heard again, and then she felt a hot hand land on her cheek, patting it gently twice.

Jocelyn finally regained her senses and slowly opened her eyes. In the darkness, she saw a familiar face. Then, she heard Aren’s voice again. “You’re awake? Did you get hurt?”

Jocelyn cleared her throat and finally caught her breath. When she woke up, she felt a gush of nausea. She couldn’t help but turn her head to the side and vomit.

Aren was stunned for a moment, and the comers of his mouth curled into a smirk.

With a frown, Aren patted her shoulder. After she was done vomiting, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.

Jocelyn was panting. She took the handkerchief from Aren but did not even have the strength to thank him.

Seeing that Jocelyn was alright, Aren heaved a sigh of relief and picked her up. He looked at the thick smoke with a frighteningly sharp gaze.

Jocelyn wrapped her arms around Aren’s neck weakly and followed his gaze. When she saw the tank that was emitting thick smoke and flames, she couldn’t help but shudder.

First, the brakes failed, and then the tank blocked the way. When Aren finally got over the trunk, the trunk exploded.

Was all of this just a coincidence?

If it wasn’t a coincidence, then what was going on? Was the person behind all this aimed at her or Aren?

Jocelyn’s gaze darkened. She pursed her lips and breathed heavily, but no words came out of her mouth.

Aren carried her to the roadside and only put her down after they were far away from the tank that was eveloped in inferno.

At this moment, the sound of police cars approached.

However, Jocelyn did not feel relaxed. Instead, she pursed her lips and tugged at Aren’s clothes. “What exactly happened? The brakes of the car and the tank can’t be done by Vivian and her gang. Who else would do such a thing?”

A dark look flashed across Aren’s eyes as he looked down at her and smiled. “It seems like you’re not too stupid.”

Jocelyn blinked and rubbed her chin. “Then who wants us dead? At that time, we were all confronting Vivian and the others, so we didn’t pay attention to the person who snuck up on our car.”

Aren sneered. “That means they came prepared.”

Jocelyn was stunned for a moment and pursed her lips. “Do you mean that they planned everything?”

Aren chuckled. “To be precise, they planned it specially for me.”

Memories flashed across Aren’s mind. Ever since his parents died, he had been living in a life of constant threat of death. If he wasn’t careful enough, he would die at any time.

He was kidnapped at the age of seven…

At nine-year-old, he was almost blown up by a bomb while passing a bridge.

There were also countless dangers hidden around him, so be it the people around him or the things around him, he had to carefully scrutinize them in order to stay alive.

This was the helplessness of being the successor of the Brown family, and the path he had to take to prove his ability.

So his woman would have to go through trials and tribulations alongside him, and be equipped with wisdom and bravery. Otherwise, she would be used by others or die tragically in one of the many accidents to come in the future.

In the next three years…

Could Jocelyn… fight alongside him?

At this thought, Aren sized up Jocelyn, as if to confirm something.

Jocelyn couldn’t help but feel surprised. She thought that it was just a rumor that people with money and power would be hunted down and get killed. She didn’t expect the life of a true upper-class society, especially those with power, to be so much scarier than she imagined.

“Are you afraid?”

Aren looked straight ahead with a deep gaze. ‘If you are with me, you’ll encounter any more accidents like this.”

At the thought that Aren had been living this kind of life all along, Jocelyn felt sad and sorry for him..