Chapter 972

Larissa had not even considered the possibility of Marilyn having a gun.

She had Lewis had considered everything—or so they thought.

They rarely ever saw a normal person holding a gun. They forgot that they were living in a country where guns were everywhere.

To avoid provoking Marilyn, Larissa turned off her phone.

However, Marilyn was still not satisfied.

She rolled down the window and ordered, "Throw it out!"

Larissa glanced at her phone, which she'd only begun using a month ago. She gritted her teeth and threw it out.

Marilyn rolled the window back up.

Through the gradually narrowing gap, Larissa could see that the cars behind them had run over her phone.

"Where are you taking me?" Larissa asked.

"Don't you worry about that." Marilyn was not intending to let her in on the secret. "You'll know when you get there."

"I thought we were friends." Larissa stared at her calmly.

"Friends?" Marilyn sneered. "Do friends date their friends' crushes behind their back and pretend to

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