Chapter 883

Seven in the evening.

After knocking off work, Maja hopped into her ride.

Zoey was still playing the role of her/driver, taking her back to Rosewood Manor.

Maja was beaten today. Ever since Jeff dropped the bomb on her, she’s been on edge, just trying to keep her calm.

When Zoey steered the car onto a deserted road, she had this gut feeling that they were being tailed by a few vehicles.

“Ms. Pennyfeather, those cars behind us.”

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw those cars speed up and charge straight at them!

Zoey, horrified, slammed the gas, her face turning as white as–a–sheet.

But her driving skills were just so–so and she couldn’t shake off the cars chasing them.

In a flash, they were surrounded by three cars.

Maja straightened up in the backseat, her eyes icy cold. After a while, she finally spoke, “Zoey, how good a swimmer are you?”

“Not too shabby.”

“Can you look out for yourself?”

“Yes.”

“Drive the car into the river. Once we’re in the water, save yourself first.”

“But, Ms. Pennyfeather.”

Zoey’s palm’s were already drenched in sweat. Driving into the river was basically a death wish, wasn’t it?

if we want to live, this is our only

out for blood. It was clear they were looking to do them

were as good as dead if they didn’t

onto the bridge, smashing through the

the attention of nearby cars, many of

hit the water, Zoey rolled down the windows and

car went in. Feeling dizzy, coupled with a strong sense of vertigo, she didn’t have much air, left when they went

lost her breath

barely enough to save herself. She was initially swimming up, but seeing Maja not following, she didn’t think twice and quickly swam back.

decided that even if it meant risking her life,

as she was about to turn back, a figure dived in from the surface, quickly swimming towards

his face, but judging by his swimming skills, she knew she’d only get in the way if she returned,

on the brink of suffocation, a pair of hands pulled

lack of oxygen and couldn’t see

her chest was about to explode

about to

man cradled her waist, and after reaching the shore,

was a sea of activity, with police and

flashing, and police were shouting through

in to save people, but it

streetlights, only the faint light reflected from the river in

dimness, it was enough for him to see her face.

lying in the grass, soaking wet, her face as pale as a ghost,

she was about to die, feeling like she couldn’t breathe, as

someone pressing on

spat out some water, coughed a few times, then felt

natural as if it had pulled her back from

a daze, she heard a man gently

you so careless? Are you feeling a bit

front of her, just recovering from severe oxygen deprivation. Everything was blank. Feeling that the person was about to leave, she quickly reached out

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