Chapter 37

Alston's heart was consumed by an unquenchable rage, blazing like a fierce inferno. Suddenly, the taxi driver let out a piercing scream, akin to a slaughtered pig! "Help... I'm sorry! Spare me!" cried the driver. Alston struck him once more, sending him crashing to the ground. A sinister murderous intent flickered across his dark face as he delivered a forceful kick to the driver's chest, causing him to faint. Alston then strode over to the taxi and yanked out the keys. With a grim expression, he hurled the keys with all his might into the depths of the dense forest. Damn it! If the driver liked this place so much, then he could stay here until he went to jail! After completing this series of actions, Alston glanced in Cecilia's direction. She had just managed to stand up, leaning against a tree. Her clothes hung loosely on her body, revealing her alluring figure. Alston's brow furrowed deeply as he looked at her, a look of disgust crossing his face before he swiftly averted his gaze.