Chapter 897 Eric, Can You Help Her

• If she yanked the door open and bolted, the five thugs waiting outside the van would pounce on her in a heartbeat. And then Eric Goodwell would become the target, the one they all rushed to tear apart.
• Do that, and she wouldn’t be helping Eric at all—she might get him killed. That was the last thing Lin Yuner wanted to see.
• But just as Lin Yuner’s gut twisted with worry for Eric, she saw him fish out a pack of cigarettes, light one, and take a long drag. He leaned against the door, calm as a lake, eyes drifting to Shangguan Hengyu and Liao Tiansheng as they fought like the sky was falling. He looked cocky—brazen, even—like he wanted to make damn sure everyone saw him.