Chapter 1557 A Narrow Escape

All of a sudden, the thought of someone popped into Sheryl's head. She asked with absolute certainty, "Is it Rachel?"

She just wanted to observe the assassin's reaction. However, she noticed that as soon as she mentioned Rachel, the assassin's hand trembled a little bit, which convinced her that it must have been Rachel who had sent him to kill her.

Sheryl didn't expect that Rachel would be so merciless to have hired an assassin to kill her.

The assassin was taken aback by her abrupt question about Rachel, so he panicked. As a result, the knife he was holding grazed Sheryl's neck, causing her to groan in pain.

After she made sure that the person responsible for this was Rachel, a sense of desperation came over Sheryl. She knew how much Rachel hated her. Since Rachel had hired someone to kill her, there was no chance for her to escape her fate this time.

Sheryl closed her eyes, waiting for his fatal attack peacefully.

Of course, she didn't want to die, but she had no choice now.

Out of the corner of her eye, Sheryl could see that the man had lifted his knife, aiming for her carotid artery. She closed her eyes tight, reluctantly anticipating the pain that was coming her way.

However, much to her surprise, Sheryl heard a muffled groan.

A gust of wind blew across her ears. Sheryl suddenly felt the tension in her body relax, and was surprised that she was still standing there. She sensed rushed movements and footsteps in front of her. She opened her eyes in curiosity, only to see a black-clad man jump out the window.

Although Sheryl was frightened, she mustered up her courage to dart to the window side to see what was going on. She saw the man in black chasing after the assassin, and soon they were engaged in a deadly fight against one another.

Sheryl realized that the one who was chasing the assassin was the one who had just saved her life. If he had been late, by even just a few seconds, she would have been dead by now.

The assassin Rachel had hired, was tall and stout. That was the only way she could tell the two men apart as they were both dressed in black.

They were fighting in a quiet alley now, which wasn't far away from where she was. However, as they were both covered up from head to toe, Sheryl couldn't see their faces. But she was sure that she didn't know them.

Sheryl felt very confused. Who was the other man that saved her? Why would he save

be exposed in front of her. Then she touched her own face and said, "I get it! Maybe I'm just hungry. Isla, I'm so angry that you didn't wait for me!"

Sheryl made fun of Isla on purpose.

Once Isla noticed that Sheryl was in a mood to tease her again, Isla finally reassured that Sheryl was doing just fine.

In a villa at the suburb

A woman paced up and down, signs of concern bringing her eyebrows to a crease.

Suddenly, a man showed up in the front door, staggering and barely standing. Then he flung the door open.

Rachel heard the loud noises and turned around immediately. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Bernard. She strode to him and asked urgently, "Did you get the job done?"

Bernard glanced at Rachel and shook his head.

"What? Why? You promised to kill Sheryl this time! You said you were confident! Are you kidding me right now?" Rachel questioned Bernard angrily.

She didn't care about what Bernard was experiencing right now. The only thing she cared about was Sheryl's life.

Although Rachel was unconcerned about Bernard, she couldn't ignore his pale face and beat-up body. Something was wrong with him. His injuries were evidence of that.

However, she didn't bother to ask him anything as his life or safety wasn't her concern. She desperately wanted Sheryl dead. Since Bernard had failed this time, it would be more difficult for them to assassinate her again. Sheryl was already on high alert.

"Sorry, Rachel. It's all my fault! I have been too careless!" Bernard said apologetically. He walked slowly to Rachel, begging for her forgiveness.