The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer)

Chapter 948 The Ingenious Plan

Fridolin and Declan waited in the car for more than half an hour.

Just as both of them were feeling a bit drowsy and on the verge of falling asleep, someone outside knocked on the car window.

Fridolin looked up to see Black Tiger standing outside with a group of his gang members behind him.

Winding down the car window, he looked at Black Tiger with a frown and asked, “What took you so long? What if the person had left?” Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Black Tiger chuckled and said, “Traffic was terrible. I gathered my men to come over the moment I got your call. Don't worry. As long as the person is still in Feston, he won't be able to escape.”

“That's enough. I don't want to hear you talking a big game. Hurry up and get to work. Be quick about it.”

Seeing that Black Tiger had brought so many men with him, Fridolin thought the former would directly storm in and kill Donald, then leave after doing the job. However, Black Tiger smiled and said, “Patience, Mr. Goodwin. We live in a society governed by law now. We need to think before we act, not just rush in recklessly. Do you see those two cars over there? I arranged for them. As soon as that brat comes out of the hotel—”

“He's coming out! He's coming out! Mr. Tiger, the man is walking out!”

Black Tiger was about to share his plan with Fridolin when a sharp-eyed subordinate spotted Donald and Amelia emerging from the hotel.

The pair was ready to go home and had hailed a taxi. They stood by the roadside, casually chatting.

When neither of them was paying attention to the road, a Land Rover, which had been waiting for a long time, sped toward them without turning on its headlights.

Due to the late hour and the absence of headlights, at first, Donald and Amelia could only hear the sound without being able to discern what vehicle was rushing toward them.

By the time they realized what was happening, the car was already less than ten meters away. At that speed and distance, it meant certain death.

Just as Black Tiger waved his hand, thinking that his plan had succeeded, everyone heard a loud bang.

Then, as though it had lost its balance, the Land Rover veered off uncontrollably toward the side of the road and crashed into a nearby wall.

Meanwhile, Donald and Amelia were still standing rooted to the spot, motionless and unharmed.

Fridolin hissed at Black Tiger through gritted teeth from the driver's seat, “Is this the plan you were talking about?”

“It was an accident. It was truly an accident. Luckily, I prepared two cars,” Black Tiger replied, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Without waiting for Black Tiger to give the command, the second car had already begun to accelerate upon seeing the first car fail.

It looked as though the second car was also about to hit Donald when, to everyone's surprise, they heard the familiar sound of something exploding again.

“D*mn it! Another flat tire?” This time, even Black Tiger could not keep his cool anymore. He was so angry that he stomped his foot and started cursing.

The second car swerved from side to side as though a drunkard was at the wheel until it crashed directly into Fridolin's vehicle with a loud bang.

Fridolin's car still could not start, so he did not even have a chance to dodge when he saw the second car coming toward him. He could only brace himself for the impact and let his car get hit.

He was just thinking that Black Tiger was indeed an absolute fool when Donald noticed him and even took the initiative to strike up a conversation. “Mr. Goodwin? Why haven't you left yet? It's already so late. Were you waiting for us?”

After the two consecutive car accidents and failing to kill Donald, Black Tiger felt utterly humiliated. Hence, he stepped forward to stand between Donald and Fridolin, then uttered with a sinister grin, “Sorry, but you're not making it out of here alive tonight.”

Donald was momentarily stunned. “You're kidding, right? I'm going to die when I just came over to say hello?”