Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 340 - 339 Committing murder under broad daylight? Killing is profitable

Chapter 340: 339 Committing murder under broad daylight? Killing is profitable

The sun was setting in the west, shrouded by fog.

Martin Yates was packing up the photography equipment he had set up earlier, and Wyatt Hale quickly went over to help. Kyle Lowe was also organizing other items nearby. He glanced at Sussie Lopez with a deeply furrowed brow because he didn’t recognize her.

"Aunt, this is my brother’s junior, an interior designer named Sussie Lopez," Zoe Payne introduced.

"Mr. Yates, I’ve long admired your reputation."

Sussie Lopez extended her hand.

Though not a designer himself, Martin Yates was well-known in the industry.

Because...

His temper was notoriously bad!

"Hello," said Martin Yates courteously, hearing that she was his nephew’s junior.

As he spoke, he glanced at Zoe Payne, "Are you coming back to the Payne family house for dinner tonight?"

"No, I promised my grandparents I would go back and dine with them tonight." Zoe Payne looked at Sussie Lopez, "You should come with me."

"I really can’t."

"Won’t you have dinner tonight?"

"..."

"Since you have to eat anyway, if you have other plans, you can leave after dinner." Zoe Payne was enthusiastic, and Sussie Lopez, worried that she might reveal her relationship with Finn Hale in front of Martin Yates and potentially get back to her senior, could only nod in agreement.

"You’re really coming to our house? Then I’ll inform the family right away," said Wyatt Hale, who was packing up his gear, as he put down his camera and started to send a message.

Martin Yates felt helpless.

Was Wyatt Hale really a child of the Hale family?

He looked more like he was picked up from somewhere.

"It’s cold here; don’t stand around, find a place to get out of the wind," Martin Yates advised.

Sussie Lopez was astonished.

Martin Yates, a notoriously tough figure in the jewelry design circle, was showing concern for others.

The crowd around them was bustling...

It was hard to tell the living from the spirits.

"It’s okay, I’m not cold," Zoe Payne said, pulling out her phone, about to tell her uncle something, when she suddenly bumped into someone. The foot on which she had surgery was fine for walking but still weak.

She almost fell as her foot buckled.

She wasn’t knocked down, but her phone fell to the ground.

"Miss, are you alright?" The person who had bumped into her was wearing a cotton overcoat and a hat with a mask, sounding muffled.

"I’m fine."

"I’m really sorry," the person said, bending down to pick up her phone.

Kyle Lowe, who was helping pack up the filming equipment, noticed the commotion. This park was crowded with people here to bird-watch or photograph birds; it was inevitable for collisions to happen.

At the moment, though, nothing seemed unusual.

The person handed Zoe Payne her phone.

"Thank you." When she took her phone, Zoe Payne noticed something odd about his nails; the nails on his index and middle fingers seemed to have broken due to excessive force, and the skin was torn, eventually scabbing over.

It looked somewhat fierce.

Her brow furrowed.

A normal person’s hands shouldn’t look like that.

It made one shiver to look at them, and Zoe Payne momentarily zoned out.

At that moment, the man pulled out a switchblade—

The blade was cold,

and the moment it was exposed, it flashed with a chilling light.

There was a cold, insane gleam in the man’s eyes as he squinted,

and thrust towards Zoe Payne’s abdomen—

Go to hell, he thought!

Sussie Lopez, who was closest, caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye and gasped, "Boss Payne, watch out!"

She suddenly reached out, grabbed Zoe Payne’s arm, and yanked her backward.

The knife slashed violently across Zoe Payne’s abdomen!

In an instant,

it pierced her down jacket, and the duck feathers burst out.

Luckily, she was wearing layers, and while the blow sliced open a large tear in her clothing, no blood was visible.

Her body staggered, already pulled behind by Sussie Lopez.

"Bitch, mind your own business!"

The man, crazed like a demon, raised his knife and thrust directly at Sussie Lopez.

His eyes were filled with blood-red.

Killing one,

was gaining one!

Sussie Lopez was not trained in combat and had never encountered such a situation, so her reaction was slow, even though Zoe Payne reached out to protect her.

The knife,

still sliced across her arm!

In an instant,

it slashed through her overcoat and blood flowed out, staining the edges of the ripped fabric red.

All around, the crowd that noticed the commotion sharply inhaled in shock.

People no longer cared to watch, there were screams and many fled from the dangerous scene.

"Miss Lopez!" Kyle Lowe was practically insane, the attacker moved too quickly for him to get close, so he could only grab whatever was next to him and throw it at the man.

His aim was accurate,

the camera hit the man’s head, making him stagger backward. The hat that had been on his head fell off, revealing half of his face, it was...

Liam Hugh!

Zoe Payne looked at the bleeding wound on Sussie Lopez, frowning deeply, searching for something to use to bandage her wound.

Martin Yates, being experienced with outdoor activities, actually had a first aid kit and quickly handed it to Zoe Payne. His gaze turned to Liam Hugh, who was still holding the knife, "Who are you?"

"You... don’t recognize me?"

Somehow, that question agitated him, Liam Hugh hurriedly removed his mask, his expression maniacal, "You, you actually don’t recognize me?"

"Which sewer rat crawled out, why should I recognize you!"

"Sewer rat?"

Liam Hugh was somewhat rattled, "In the whole Capital City, who doesn’t know me! Do you know who my brother-in-law and my nephew are?"

"Who?"

Martin Yates did not recognize him at first, as they were strangers and moreover, the current Liam Hugh was so gaunt that his cheekbones protruded and his eye sockets were deeply sunken, his face scattered with wounds of various sizes.

Bloodshot eyes...

Like a demon crawling out of hell.

His face twisted, sinister and dreadful.

He clenched the knife in his hand, Kyle Lowe wanted to approach but couldn’t get close.

Everyone thought that Liam Hugh’s target should have been Cousin Miss,

indeed, he did not like Zoe Payne.

But according to the degree of hatred, even if not targeting Cousin Miss or his own grandfather, he should have gone after the uncle who sent him to the psychiatric hospital, not directly after his own wife.

Especially in such a public place.

Broad daylight, public area, armed attack...

Kyle Lowe clenched his teeth.

This was a madman, he shouldn’t have used common sense to speculate on his actions.

"What the fuck, how is it you, this piece of trash, where did you come from!" Wyatt Hale knew little about Liam Hugh’s affairs, as he was just a kid, and certain seedy matters were purposely kept from him.

"You scum, abandoning your wife and daughter, and still have the face to show up."

"I thought you, you idiot, were already dead."

"You little bastard, my current state, it’s all because of the Hale Family!" Liam Hugh’s expression was crazed as he raised his knife wanting to rush over and end his life, but there were people protecting him, he charged.

"You’re spouting bullshit!" Wyatt Hale clenched his teeth.

"Ending up like this today, it’s all your own doing, having an affair outside, and you think you’re in the right?"

"Men like you who can’t control your lower half should be castrated."

"What did our family do to you? Abusing our family’s power, committing crimes, and still saying we harmed you, could it be my dad or my brother, forced you at knifepoint to impregnate your mistress?"

"So many people here, they all saw you commit the assault, you can’t run away, old offender, just wait to rot in jail."

Wyatt Hale was furious and cursed again:

"Old beast!"

"You..." Liam Hugh’s brain had already been slow to begin with, compounded with months of torment, he couldn’t talk down Wyatt Hale, trembling with rage.

"You little bastard, I’ll kill you."

He raised his knife and charged, intending to butcher Wyatt Hale, the little brat.

The crowd screamed, Zoe Payne held Sussie Lopez back to the perimeter, watching Liam Hugh charge at Wyatt Hale, she was worried too, but rushing over would only make things worse, she could only feel anxious.

Kyle Lowe was tightly guarding Wyatt Hale, ensuring nothing would happen.

But you couldn’t predict what Liam Hugh would do next, unable to get close enough to stop him...

Martin Yates’s expression turned icy,

It seemed he had silently made a decision.