The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 861:

“Speed up!” Saul barked, his urgency mounting.

If anything happened to her, even offering up his own life would not be enough to atone for it.

His subordinate looked sick with anxiety. “Saul, we really cannot—”

“Move!” Unbuckling in one swift motion, Saul switched places with his subordinate before the poor man could react.

Saul’s foot slammed on the gas. The car lurched forward, the sudden acceleration sending his subordinate flailing against the dashboard with a startled yelp.

Saul narrowed his eyes and bore down, closing the distance in an attempt to break the Hummers’ formation.

thought he had an opening, a white Bentley Continental slid in front of him, blocking his

and Saul watched in stunned disbelief as Corrine’s car made an abrupt,

they shouted

packed. And she was driving

refused to back down, following

the opposite lane, an oil tank truck barreled toward them,

but her expression remained eerily calm. The reflection of flashing

growling like beasts

to get herself killed?” Bleacher blurted, his

updates only on

as he watched the reckless maneuver unfold. His pulse pounded against his ribs, each second stretching unbearably. A collision at this speed would be fatal—there would be no

stretched to their limits. Meanwhile, Corrine’s crimson lips curled into the faintest hint of a smile—so subtle it was nearly imperceptible. Yet, her gaze remained distant, untouched by emotion, as cold