The Queen Back From Hell - Chapter 114: Chapter 114
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"I'm really sorry about this, looks like the car's having some trouble."
Arielle shook her head. "If it weren't for driving me, your car wouldn't have broken down. Let's call someone to check it out."
"Right, right! Call now!" Lucas urged, whipping out his phone and dialing a number.
But then,
Lucas was utterly baffled that there was no signal.
'How the hell is there no signal? My phone was working just fine a second ago!' Lucas thought, utterly baffled.
Lucas automatically scanned the road ahead, his movements stiff and mechanical.
An involuntary chill crept up Lucas's spine.
'Don't tell me I'm really dealing with ghosts...' A shiver ran down his spine at the thought.
Arielle checked her phone.
The signal bar in the top left corner of her screen had completely vanished.
Arielle's heart sank.
Arielle thought in disbelief, 'How is that possible?
'The signal's always been spotty on this stretch of road, but it's never completely dropped out like this...'
The motorcade following Lucas also came to an abrupt stop.
Several burly men, weapons in hand, rushed over.
"Mr. Walter, are you all right?" one of the bodyguards asked respectfully.
Lucas shook his head grimly.
He ordered, "Check your phones, see if you've got any signal. Call roadside assistance and get someone out here to fix the car, now!"
Upon hearing this, the bodyguards all nodded in prompt agreement.
The bodyguards quickly reached into their pockets and each pulled out their phones to check.
But to everyone's shock, not a single phone had any signal.
Arielle, who had been carefully observing her surroundings, suddenly sensed something was amiss.
Arielle thought, 'No signal, and now the car's broken...'
Several bodyguards quickly surrounded the car, taking up positions at the front, back, left, and right.
They took up defensive positions with their backs to the vehicle.
Their eyes scanned every corner.
The more wealth and power one bad, the more security-conscious they became.
Whenever they went out, they were always accompanied by several bodyguards to ensure their safety at all times.
The Walter family was among Theoria City's most prominent and influential elite families.
Naturally, they placed extraordinary importance on their son's safety.
Woody Walter doted on his grandson Lucas more than anyone else in the family.
No matter where Lucas went, his bodyguards were always right by his side, providing close protection.
Just then, the driver scrambled over, his voice quivering with fear.
"Mr. Walter," the driver stammered, "the engine's dead. We'll have to call for a mechanic."
Hearing this, Lucas stepped out of the car to see what was going on.
The car door swung open.
Arielle also got out of the car.
Sure enough, the engine was dead.
The car was stuck halfway up the mountain, going nowhere.
They needed to get this car towed right away. It was dangerous to leave it here.
The real problem was, there was no cell signal right now, so they couldn't make any calls.
Just then, Arielle gave Lucas's sleeve a tug.
"What's wrong?" Lucas frowned in confusion.
Lucas thought to himself, 'Arielle must be scared. After all, she's just a young girl, anyone her age would be frightened in a situation like this.'
Lucas immediately slipped into his protective big-brother mode and reassured her, "Don't be scared. It's alright. I've got you covered."
Arielle's expression hardened, her eyes dark and fathomless in the gloom.
Her voice turned ice-cold.
"I sense danger," Arielle said coldly.
At Arielle's words, Lucas's heart skipped a beat.
His eyes swept across the pitch-black, seemingly bottomless surroundings.
He prided himself on being highly alert, yet for some reason tonight, he hadn't noticed the slightest thing out of the ordinary.
Filled with confusion and unease, he again cast a wary gaze down the road ahead.
At first glance, nothing seemed amiss. But when he looked again, sure enough, there it was.
The winding mountain road lay shrouded in pitch-black darkness. the night was unnaturally quiet, almost eerie.
Not a single car passed by.
While this road wasn't usually packed with traffic, it was never this deserted, not a single car in sight.
Besides, it was not even that late yet.
Arielle shook her head. "If it weren't for driving me, your car wouldn't have broken down. Let's call someone to check it out."
"Right, right! Call now!" Lucas urged, whipping out his phone and dialing a number.
But then,
Lucas was utterly baffled that there was no signal.
'How the hell is there no signal? My phone was working just fine a second ago!' Lucas thought, utterly baffled.
Lucas automatically scanned the road ahead, his movements stiff and mechanical.
An involuntary chill crept up Lucas's spine.
'Don't tell me I'm really dealing with ghosts...' A shiver ran down his spine at the thought.
Arielle checked her phone.
The signal bar in the top left corner of her screen had completely vanished.
Arielle's heart sank.
Arielle thought in disbelief, 'How is that possible?
'The signal's always been spotty on this stretch of road, but it's never completely dropped out like this...'
The motorcade following Lucas also came to an abrupt stop.
Several burly men, weapons in hand, rushed over.
"Mr. Walter, are you all right?" one of the bodyguards asked respectfully.
Lucas shook his head grimly.
He ordered, "Check your phones, see if you've got any signal. Call roadside assistance and get someone out here to fix the car, now!"
Upon hearing this, the bodyguards all nodded in prompt agreement.
The bodyguards quickly reached into their pockets and each pulled out their phones to check.
But to everyone's shock, not a single phone had any signal.
Arielle, who had been carefully observing her surroundings, suddenly sensed something was amiss.
Arielle thought, 'No signal, and now the car's broken...'
Several bodyguards quickly surrounded the car, taking up positions at the front, back, left, and right.
They took up defensive positions with their backs to the vehicle.
Their eyes scanned every corner.
The more wealth and power one bad, the more security-conscious they became.
Whenever they went out, they were always accompanied by several bodyguards to ensure their safety at all times.
The Walter family was among Theoria City's most prominent and influential elite families.
Naturally, they placed extraordinary importance on their son's safety.
Woody Walter doted on his grandson Lucas more than anyone else in the family.
No matter where Lucas went, his bodyguards were always right by his side, providing close protection.
Just then, the driver scrambled over, his voice quivering with fear.
"Mr. Walter," the driver stammered, "the engine's dead. We'll have to call for a mechanic."
Hearing this, Lucas stepped out of the car to see what was going on.
The car door swung open.
Arielle also got out of the car.
Sure enough, the engine was dead.
The car was stuck halfway up the mountain, going nowhere.
They needed to get this car towed right away. It was dangerous to leave it here.
The real problem was, there was no cell signal right now, so they couldn't make any calls.
Just then, Arielle gave Lucas's sleeve a tug.
"What's wrong?" Lucas frowned in confusion.
Lucas thought to himself, 'Arielle must be scared. After all, she's just a young girl, anyone her age would be frightened in a situation like this.'
Lucas immediately slipped into his protective big-brother mode and reassured her, "Don't be scared. It's alright. I've got you covered."
Arielle's expression hardened, her eyes dark and fathomless in the gloom.
Her voice turned ice-cold.
"I sense danger," Arielle said coldly.
At Arielle's words, Lucas's heart skipped a beat.
His eyes swept across the pitch-black, seemingly bottomless surroundings.
He prided himself on being highly alert, yet for some reason tonight, he hadn't noticed the slightest thing out of the ordinary.
Filled with confusion and unease, he again cast a wary gaze down the road ahead.
At first glance, nothing seemed amiss. But when he looked again, sure enough, there it was.
The winding mountain road lay shrouded in pitch-black darkness. the night was unnaturally quiet, almost eerie.
Not a single car passed by.
While this road wasn't usually packed with traffic, it was never this deserted, not a single car in sight.
Besides, it was not even that late yet.
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