His Unveiled Passion novel Chapter 348

No one expected danger to strike so suddenly.

They were just a few steps away from the restaurant entrance when it happened.

Two men suddenly burst out from the crowd, both wearing black face masks and black baseball caps.

One of them was tall and muscular, wearing a white T-shirt. His arms were covered in tattoos and thick with muscle.

The other man was slightly shorter and looked less intimidating.

Tessa and Wynn reacted immediately, dodging to the side.

"Ms. Yates, watch out! I can handle them. Take the others and go!" Wynn shouted, narrowly dodging a blade from the muscular one and landing a solid punch to his face.

Jasmine and Molly were paralyzed with fear. Their faces drained of all color.

Memories came flooding back to Jasmine. She remembered the day someone came to Shelton Law Firm with a knife, and Yasmin had yanked her in front of him as a human shield.

That terror came rushing back with full force. Her eyes widened in fear, and she stood there trembling, frozen in place.

Tessa's expression shifted. She grabbed Jasmine with one hand and Molly with the other. "Run!"

Jasmine snapped out of it and took off with Tessa.

But Molly had never been in such a terrifying situation before. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably. To make matters worse, she had worn heels to work. She barely made it a few steps before twisting her ankle and collapsing.

Wynn quickly realized that these two attackers were not ordinary criminals. Their movements were clean and efficient. These were undoubtedly trained mercenaries.

Still, she had faced mercenaries before. These two together were no match for her.

Just then, the shorter man spotted Molly on the ground. Seizing the opportunity, he broke away from Wynn and charged toward Tessa and Molly.

"Molly, can you stand?" Tessa asked urgently.

"It hurts," Molly said, wincing as she leaned on Tessa and struggled to her feet.

But her ankle was badly injured. She could barely put weight on one foot, and the other could only lightly touch the ground.

It was clear she couldn't walk, let alone run.

The shorter man was gaining on them fast. He raised his knife, eyes filled with violent intent, and lunged at Molly.

Tessa didn't hesitate. She shoved Molly out of the way and threw herself into the fight.

Molly tumbled into the greenery beside the sidewalk. Watching Tessa fight, she was stunned. She had never imagined that Tessa had such skills.

But there was no time for amazement. Her face was ghostly white, and her ankle was throbbing in pain. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

Jasmine rushed over and helped her up. "Come on, Ms. Fisher. We need to get out of here."

"I can't walk," Molly said through gritted teeth, her face contorted in pain.

"I'll help you."

Jasmine lifted her up and quickly pulled out her phone to call the police. Others nearby had already dialed for help.