Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 257: On the highway, a black sedan tore through the traffic.

Lornas eyes fluttered open.

Her vision was blurry at first, but as the scene before her came into focus, she gasped.

Her eyes widened instinctively, but no sound escaped her lips.

Her mouth parted as if to scream, but no sound emerged.

She was like a marionette, her strings cut, her limbs powerless.

Listen, kid, growled a man in a baseball cap, his voice gruff.

If you want to leave here alive, I suggest you keep quiet! He pulled his cap lower, shielding his face from the fading light of the sunset.

Then, noticing the car gaining on them in the rearview mirror, his frown deepened into a scowl.

This is off.

No way they shouldve caught up that fast.

We didnt leave anything behind, right? The lean man next to him snorted derisively, flicking his fingers as if dismissing a bothersome fly.

Whats the big deal? Worst-case scenario we go down swinging.

He opened the glove compartment and retrieved a small handgun.

Were dealing with the Lloyds.

Of course, theyd come after us.

But itll be dark soon, and even if they keep tailing us, they wont make a move.

Dont forget, were on a highway with so many cars around.

One wrong step, and the girls finished.

In the car following close behind, the tension hung thick in the air, as heavy as the stillness before a storm.

Allison leaned forward, narrowing her eyes at the sedan ahead.

Mr.

Lloyd, youve set up a roadblock up ahead, but with traffic this thick, one crash and itll be a disaster.

with Lorna inside… we

of the kidnappers making a panicked move sent a

turn into chaos in an instant, with Lorna caught in the

a moments hesitation, made the

two more

flank

off the highway

there, and we can stop them

was as cold as iron, his

air between them crackled, thick with unspoken threats, ready to slice through the night and end this pursuit, one

sweat beading on

Yes.

knew well the

Lorna, ending up as fish food would

was drowning

more alert, Lorna wouldnt have

word without hesitation, desperate to atone for

could feel the

tight it

rubbed his temples, a telltale sign that his old condition was threatening to

Believe me, Mr.

be safe, Allison reassured him softly, handing over a small bottle of aromatherapy spray she always

right now is to

we lose control, those

movements deliberate as he

enveloped him, a faint sense of calm began to take

Thank you, Ms.

Clarke.

clenched around the bottle, veins bulging, as if holding something small

admitted,

have to keep

imposing figure seemed to sink into the shadows around him, the air in the car

the moment before the sky

for Allisons calm presence beside him, Kellan

Dont mention it, Mr.

Lloyd.

just a student to me, Allison responded, her eyes fixed on

a fierce, almost predatory

rigid focus, stole a glance at her through the

about her that commanded distancean

like Kellan,