Chapter 869
869 Wynter Arrests Jeff
Jeff’s eyes reddened with fury. He rolled the window down.
He was about to yell at Wynter when she asked, “What is that smell?”
Jeff looked shifty. “What smell? Young lady, do you know how to drive or what? You’re in my way!”
A commotion like this would surely attract nearby attention, not to mention that they were by a roadblock. Cars were lining up behind them waiting to leave.
A driver rolled his window down and said, “Dude, manage your girlfriend. Tell her not to cause a scene here. She’s lucky there’s a roadblock here. Does she know how dangerous that is?”
Dalton took off his helmet. “She’s trying to save all of you.” Then, he looked at the driver. “You should thank her instead. ”
The driver shook his head. “You’re so good–looking, but you don’t have any brains at all.”
A little boy was seated behind the driver, “Daddy, who are you talking to? When will we be by the beach?” “Soon, babe.” The mother tried to comfort the little boy.
They looked like a nice family. However, when Wynter turned her head, she saw the little boy by the side of a burning car. His leg was stuck between the car doors. His head was bleeding.
Soon, Wynter realized that this was what was going to happen next. Was this accident all because of the truck driver?
When Wynter looked at Jeff once more, he could no longer control the hostile aura in him. He opened the door and jumped out of his truck. “Did you not hear me? Move aside ! ”
Some men got violent as soon as you disobeyed them and looked like a weak person.
Jeff reached out his hand, about to grab Wynter’s collar. But before he could lay his hand on Wynter, Dalton grabbed him by the wrist.
He looked at Jeff condescendingly and said icily, “Sir, if you have something to say to my fiancée, you can do so politely.”
Crack!
“Ouch!” Jeff knelt with one knee on the ground. His face paled. He never thought that a gentle–looking young man would be so strong.
Was his hand broken? Jeff’s eye’s widened in horror. His lips were the same shade as his face.
Dalton realized that he did not control his strength well. He looked at Wynter, thinking about how to explain this to her.
“Boss!” It was the Shadows of the Yarwood family. They had collaborated with the police to set up the roadblocks.
869 Wynter
They would have surely noticed the commotion. They never expected that Dalton would be there with another truck driver kneeling in front of him on the ground.
If the media had gotten hold of this scene, many would think that the rich were bullying the poor. Some had indeed taken photos.
The Shadows had been trying hard to find out which white car Dalton would be in. What was going on?
Wynter swept over her surroundings before walking up to a police officer.
“Code name 001 here. The man that Mr. Yarwood apprehended is most likely someone driving under the influence of alcohol. Plus, he probably has some other murder charges against him. You can have a
check.”