Chapter 338

Just as Denny was about to lean in and check if Sophia was dead too, the screech of brakes echoed from a distance. His body tensed. After shooting a vicious glare at Sophia, he immediately backed away from the car and sprinted toward his own vehicle. Without hesitation, he floored the gas pedal and sped off. Moments later, three sedans pulled up, and a group of people quickly emerge, led by Amy. She caught sight of Denny's retreating car and immediately issued an order to her trusted aide. "Take a team and follow that car. Block him off." "Got it." With a curt response, her subordinate gathered three others, jumped back into one of the vehicles, and took off in pursuit of Denny. Amy then assessed the situation, swiftly instructing her team to transport everyone to the hospital. As one of the men attempted to move Wilfrid, he suddenly froze, his face paling. "Mr. Roffe… is dead." "What?" She rushed toward the driver's seat, her hands trembling as she reached under Wilfrid's nose