Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 330

Brielle’s brows furrowed sharply as she quickly bid farewell to Aubree and turned her attention. to Kenzo. “Kenzo, are we being followed?”

Kenzo nodded, hastily securing all the windows. “Brielle, buckle up.”

She felt the nerves kick in. Were they after them, or…

Before she could finish her thought, the sound of gunfire pierced the air, shattering the rearview mirror, Kenzo jerked the steering wheel fiercely: his expression was as dark as a storm cloud.

With only one mirror left, Kenzo glanced through it to see four or five cars that had seemingly come out of nowhere now tailing them. “Brielle, do you know how to handle a gun? There’s one under your seat. Load it and pull the trigger.”

Brielle had aced her college shooting class, but it had been years since she’d touched a firearm. Without hesitation, she retrieved the gun from beneath her seat. As the car was about to make a sharp turn, she held her breath.

Kenzo was about to advise her on when to shoot but instead saw her poke her head out during the turn, aiming directly at the driver of the pursuing car. The vehicle behind them veered out of control and plummeted off the cliff’s edge.

Before Brielle could even celebrate, a massive truck loomed ahead.

Pincer attack. The people behind them had no intention of letting them live!

“Hold on!” Kenzo spun the wheel almost reflexively, hastily making the most advantageous choice.

plunged down an embankment, crashing through several trees. Kenzo’s head struck the windshield, and blood instantly clouded his vision.

Brielle was unharmed but dizzy. She quickly opened the car door, intending to unbuckle him.

head, his tone eerily calm, “Have you had any accidents

she’d experienced

you, and they want

she left, would Kenzo even survive? Out here in the wilderness, with his

there to come for me. If you stay, we’re both as good as

already nearby. “Kenzo, at least let me get you

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softly, sighing. “My leg’s injured.”

else, then go for

the debris from his leg. Brielle’s heart skipped a beat. She tore a piece of cloth

voices of their pursuers grew nearer. She hid Kenzo behind a large tree, camouflaging him with branches and

was severely injured, and she couldn’t carry

for

nodded, sweat beading on his brow from the pain.

her phone to contact the outside world, but after their fall, there was no signal. She stumbled down a

they were after her. As long as she remained alive, they would keep