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.

through several trees. Kenzo’s head struck the windshield, and blood

dizzy. She quickly opened the car door, intending to

his tone eerily calm,

the attack she’d experienced

lips. “They’re after you, and they want you

at such a moment? If she left, would Kenzo even survive? Out here in

come for me. If you stay,

panic, Brielle spotted searchers already nearby. “Kenzo, at least let me

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softly, sighing.

hide somewhere else, then go for help.”

skipped a beat. She tore a piece of cloth from her clothing and hastily bandaged his

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

Kenzo’s leg was severely injured, and she couldn’t carry him far. The likely outcome

wait for me

nodded, sweat beading on his brow

her phone to contact the

after her. As long as she remained alive, they would keep pursuing her and ignore Kenzo. Only if