Uncovering My Wife's Secrets

Chapter 292 Uncovering My Wife’s Secrets

"Alright, be careful too," Julian said. A hint of gentleness appeared in Trevor's cold eyes. "Don't worry, Julian. I will."

He had been through a lot over the years. There were not many people who could hurt him. After Trevor left, Lily

quickly sent a message. [Trevor has left the Xander residence. Kill him!]

She had already secretly made arrangements on the way to the identification scene. If the police didn't do

anything, she would do it herself. When it came to car accidents, as long as they were done neatly, it would be fine

as long as they paid compensation. Besides, plenty of people were willing to do it as long as they got enough

money, even if they might end up in jail. After receiving the reply, she sent another message to another person

below her: Send me Trevor's daily habits, especially his daily preferences, such as sleep and rest times, favorite

restaurants, etc.] If she didn't succeed in killing Trevor, she needed to make a new plan. Having mastered Trevor's

routine and preferences, it would be easier for her to make arrangements. Today, she must take Trevor's life.

After killing Trevor, her next step was to kill Annalise. Those who bullied my Nancy must die. After making the

arrangements, she returned to the funeral hall and sat on the ground to continue mourning. As she cried, she

looked weak. "Oh, Nancy, how could you bear to abandon Mommy? My child, you haven't even gotten a boyfriend.

You didn't even leave Mommy with anything..." "Well, Lily, don't be too sad," Yechiel said. Lily cried with snot and

tears. "She's my daughter! How can I not be sad? I wish I could die for Nancy. Oh..." Sybil did not feel good. She

sighed and squatted down silently to express her condolences together. Old Mr. Xander also squatted down to

express his condolences.

He was in his seventies after all. He wouldn't be able to squat for long. Sybil quickly helped him up and asked him to

sit beside them. The sound of the event host giving the speech kept ringing, making the atmosphere of the Xander

residence even more oppressive. Lee's courtyard. Julian was on the phone, arranging for Silvester Chanon the

Outlaw Madman to sue Layla and the others. The first was for perjury, while the second was for defaming Annalise.

When Silvester received a call from Julian, he was excited. "This lawsuit is not bad. It's a little challenging. How long

do you want to sentence them?" "The longer the better!" Julian said.

Whether it was the drama queen Layla or the kidnapper who held grandpa hostage, they were only fit to spend

their days in prison. Silvester immediately replied, "Alright, wait for my good news, Julian." Trevor drove away from

the Xander residence alone. It was already 8:30 p.m. It got dark early in winter, and Trevor hadn't had dinner yet,

so he planned to go back to the neighborhood restaurant for a quick meal and a shower. The Xander residence was

about a 40-minute drive from his neighborhood. After driving for more than twenty minutes, he vaguely felt that

something was wrong.

With all his years of experience running a detective agency, he knew he was being followed. The other party was

quite secretive. It was not like regular stalking. Instead, the other party pretended to be on the way, sometimes far

and sometimes close. The other party should be very familiar with the road conditions of Jadeborough. Every time

he was about to reach the intersection, the other party would follow him closely. Moreover, there was more than

one car. There were at least three cars.

Trevor's lips curled into a cold smile. When the green light lit up, he suddenly sped up. As expected, his action

immediately alerted the other party. As if they were afraid that he would run away, they sped up one by one and

instantly exposed themselves. Trevor looked at the models of the cars through the rearview mirror. One was an off-

road car, one was a pickup truck, and one was an ordinary sedan Speaking of which, off-road cars and pickup

trucks could still collide with him. If an ordinary car crashed with him, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg.

In order to avoid being set up on the subsequent sections of the road, Trevor's eyes flashed and he decided to

change the route at the last minute. He did not return to any of his residences and went straight to the Daunting

Hotel, which he rarely went to. When the people in the cars behind saw that Trevor had suddenly changed his route,

all of them looked vigilant. They wore earphones and communicated with each other. "He has discovered us!" "Yes,

he changed his route at the last minute. In the past, he always had to pass by the Sunshine Bridge." "What do we

do?" "Let's rush over and attack him, Otherwise, it'll be too late." "It's just the three of us. Can we beat him?" There

was a big truck in the original plan.

The original plan was when they arrived at the Sunshine Bridge, they would hit Trevor, and the oncoming truck

would hit Trevor again to form a pincer attack. It would be best if they could crash Trevor and his car off the bridge

so Trevor would be gone with his car. Now that Trevor was no longer passing Sunshine Bridge, they had to change

their plan. "It's not a question of whether we can beat him or not. It's a question of whether we can catch up." "I

hope the red light at the intersection ahead is longer so that we can catch up with him." "Drive faster." After the

people in the three cars communicated with each other, they drove very quickly. Trevor's eyes darkened as he

drove the car quickly. His car had been modified and was very good in all aspects, let alone speed. In addition, he

had a hobby of racing, so he quickly shook off the people behind him.

There was a red light in front of him. He drove faster. Seeing that the green light was counting down, he quickly

rushed forward. However, he encountered a novice driver. There were still seven to eight seconds left, but he

stopped moving. Trevor was speechless. He was helpless! The most helpless thing about cars was that they didn't

have wings and couldn't fly. There was a red light in front. There was no point in being anxious. When the three

people following behind saw the car in front of them stop, they were all excited. "God is really helping us!" "That's

right. There were still a few seconds of green light, but he was forced to stop."

"When the light turned green, Trevor will definitely speed up. We must chase after it with all our might." "I hope

there's a small problem ahead to stop him. Otherwise, it won't be easy for us to catch up." "Go!" The light turned

green, and several cars sped away. Trevor planned to pass the car in front, but the novice driver in front was quite

strange and did not let Trevor pass. Soon, the three cars behind him caught up. Bang! The car collided. Three cars

hit Trevor's car from two directions. The car shook violently. Trevor tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "You're

courting death!" he said coldly.

After cursing, he ran into the pickup truck. Bang! There was another collision sound. The pickup truck was dented

by the impact. When the sedan saw the pickup truck's situation, it silently retreated. After the off-road car reversed,

it rushed toward Trevor's car. Bang! There was a loud bang. Just as the driver of the off-road car thought that

Trevor's car would be knocked out of shape, he saw a big dent in the front of his car. Moreover, the impact was too

violent. Due to inertia, he slammed hard against the steering wheel. He felt that his ribs were about to break...