Just as she opened the car door, before she had a chance to sit inside, her wrist was suddenly gripped tightly by another hand. The next moment, the car door was shut, and her back was pressed against the door.
The familiar scent enveloped her completely. He had trapped her between the car and himself.
When Mabel Quinn looked up, she saw, unsurprisingly, that familiar handsome yet stern face.
"Mr. Kinston, what are you doing!" she shouted.
Kyle Kinston merely gazed deeply at her, while his bodyguards diligently stood not far away, ensuring his safety, yet also shocked by Mr. Kinston's actions and the possible relationship between this woman and him.
Just now, seeing that man and woman chatting, seemingly about to kiss, the formidable aura Mr. Kinston emitted was frightening, as if he had caught a cheating wife meeting a lover.
However, to their knowledge, Mr. Kinston wasn't even married. If he were to get married, it should be to Miss Francine Howards of Falling City.
