Enchanted By His Charm



He moved to the back seat and told the driver his address.

As they were both men, they had a lot to talk about. The driver was from Minnesota. During the day, he worked for an advertising company, while at night, he did a part-time job as a hired driver.

Roy had a lot to talk about him since he was drunk now.

He asked the man why he had so many jobs.

The man smiled honestly, "My wife is pregnant now. I just want to earn more money to buy a house in my hometown."

Impressed by the man's diligent nature, Roy made up his mind to offer him double the agreed price if he managed to arrive home promptly. His decision was not motivated by anything else but the fact that the man had a pregnant wife, and Roy wanted to support them in their time of need.

The man was quite talkative. He asked Roy what he did.

Roy didn't claim that he was the president of a company, but he just told him that he was a captain.

The man was very excited, "You are a captain! I have never met a captain before."

As their conversation carried on, Roy found himself less intoxicated, thanks to the engaging company of the man who kept conversing with him. The man continued, "Bro, I've heard that your district is quite posh. My friends have told me that everyone living there is wealthy."

To this, Roy responded, "As long as you put in the effort and work hard, you can also achieve the dream of having your own house."

The man smiled and said, "I just don't want to let my wife suffer."

And then, the car got to the expressway.

At this time, there were few cars on the expressway, so the man sped up.

Suddenly a car behind him shone.

Roy's car gave its way rapidly, but the man just screamed, "Bro, why doesn't the brake work?" Roy was shocked. He had no time to make a response. He just felt that he was up wholly and then turned completely. Finally, he heard a loud "bump" sound.

The car exited the rail and rolled to a small forest under the expressway.

The car turned over completely. Roy's existing consciousness could only let him see the thick leaves above his head. They were dark. He could hear nothing. He wanted to move his hands or feet but in vain.

His body was stuck on the seat. The safety belt made him ache. His head appeared out of the car window half. There was no action from the driver.

Gradually, all his senses of ache came back.

He just felt that he was nearly dead.

At one moment, he just had such a feeling.

Cassie's face appeared vaguely in front of him. She stared at him and touched him.

He really wanted to close his eyes.

He was so tired.

His sense of hearing also came back.

There was a sound as if a liquid was falling little by little, and it soon spread.

He smelt the smell of gasoline.

It was so strong.

He knew the car had crashed so seriously that it began leaking gasoline.

Roy felt that soon he would be dead.

He was so close to death. He was so close to death that he could smell it.

Just at this time, he became conscious.

Before the car flipped over, the driver screamed that the brake didn't work!

How could it be that?

He had maintained his car before long. There was no problem at all. Why did it lose its function?

Someone made it!

This idea occurred to his mind suddenly.

Someone wanted to destroy him, who was not meant to punish him, but kill him!

Roy thought of the figure he saw when he went to the parking lot and then Ruby's death. He even thought of what would happen once he died...

As he thought of it, he felt desperate.

There was a scuffling sound beside his ears and a small voice spreading, "Please help me..."

Roy felt awake suddenly!

Yes, he couldn't die in this way!

Otherwise, what could Cassie do?

What could his child do? What could his mother do?

The sound of gasoline leaking was increasingly rapid, making the situation more and more dangerous.

Roy tried his best to climb out of the car and finally made it. He took a glance back. The man, still in the car, shouted at him and begged him to help him out.

Roy's first thought was to drag him out of it regardless of the risk.

But the situation got more and more serious. More importantly.... Roy thought of the one who managed to kill him.

He stopped his action. He just groveled there, out of breath.

The man looked at him desperately, staring at him directly. And then, in the next second, the car exploded.

At this moment, the whole sky got bright.

"Just in this way, I left the spot before the police arrived there." Roy lit a second cigarette, immersed in painful memory.

Joseph had put out his first cigarette into the ashtray, sitting there and looking at him silently.

After Roy finished his story, he spoke, "That is to say, the driver was the scapegoat for you."

"I had no choice at that time." Roy gritted his teeth.

Joseph kept serious, and he said word by word, "You had enough time to help him out."

"I said that I had no choice!" Roy lifted up his voice impatiently, "This case was done by humans. If there were nobody there, he would not have stopped his plan."

"So, you put your ring into the car?"

Joseph looked at him coldly.

Roy nodded, "I know I should be blamed, but in that case, I needed a gape scapegoat."

Joseph didn't talk and just looked at him.

"You think I'm horrible, right? But you know, when one is faced with death, he is selfish. I understand it, especially when I suffer from it." Roy's look was also cold, "Human beings are selfish."

"He also had a wife and an unborn child." 

"That's why I will compensate him. I will not let him die without any justice." Roy gritted his teeth.

Joseph met his eyes coldly, "I think you are crazy."

"My uncle is the one who goes crazy. He wanted to kill me! He is my family. What else can be relied on if families can harm each other?" Roy was completely annoyed.

Joseph didn't continue the topic just now and just asked, "How do you know that it's your uncle who did it?"

"I went home after that. At that time, I didn't know that the person behind that evil deed was my uncle." Roy's breath got rapid, "I saw my uncle leaving my house. My mother sent him out. He was comforting my mother. After my mother left, I intended to greet him. But at this time, he picked up a call. It was late at that time. He didn't see me. I heard clearly that he was asking on the phone, 'Are you sure that it is Roy? You must make sure that he is dead now...'