I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 185

Isabella drove towards the police station, but the two cars behind her quickly

realized her intentions. They sped up and attempted to ram into her car

whenever they had the chance.

Despite her excellent driving skills, she couldn’t outmaneuver drivers who

were willing to risk their lives. Her car was hit several times from behind, but

fortunately, the Cayenne’s performance was good enough for her to regain

control each time.

There were only three intersections left until the police station.

Her phone, connected to the car’s Bluetooth, suddenly rang to indicate an

incoming call.

Isabella couldn’t afford to be distracted, so she didn’t even glance at the

caller ID.

The phone continued to ring incessantly as she accelerated while the two

cars closed in on her. The fear of death slowly crept in

Through the rearview mirror, she saw the manic look in the pursuing driver’s

eyes.

She held her breath, reminding herself to stay calm and focus solely on the

road ahead.

Nonetheless, she was most worried about the intersection, fearing that a car

might suddenly rush out. However, with two Hyundai cars behind her this

time, she assumed no other cars would appear.

and the road ahead

and intended to pass through

appeared, and a

from her right.

met-the desperate and

face was evident.

herself. She instinctively turned

letting out

had shattered,

a flower

in fear, unable to close her mouth

she hadn’t been hit…

aiming at Isabella was rammed

car. It spun several times and billowed

on impact.

two Hyundai cars attempting to rush forward were stopped by

followed, and black-clad bodyguards apprehended the

drivers.

inside her car, witnessed this sudden

had narrowly escaped death just a

modified car

was cold as he forcefully opened the car door. “Are

dead already?”

and she was unable to move. She

tears were streaming

hot-tempered, and it made him even more impatient when he saw

He leaned in to pull her out but was

on her face.

Tsk…

annoyed. “What are you crying for?!”

but her body wouldn’t obey. Extreme fear

tears flow uncontrollably.

leaned against the car roof and sighed deeply. “Come on,

first. It’s not safe

to

legs…” she stuttered.

gaze and furrowed his brows. “Did you injure them?”

“I can’t feel them.”

expression tensed briefly. Then, he leaned in to open the

her condition under the streetlights.