When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

Chapter 557 Night Chase

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FIRE

Ludwig had always been like a ghost–appearing out of nowhere, hiding in the shadows. So every time they met, it had to be in secret.

The last traces of sunset faded into the cold wind as dusk settled over the city. The alley Jean had chosen was deserted and deathly quiet, tucked away and forgotten.

She stepped into the narrow lane at a steady pace. Just as she lifted her head to look around for Ludwig, her gaze suddenly froze.

Her instincts had always been sharp.

She felt it immediately–a cold, deliberate gaze locked on her back.

Someone was watching her.

Jean’s fingers curled into tight fists. Her expression sharpened.

After a brief moment of hesitation, she grit her teeth and bolted forward. No time to hesitate. First, get away. Protect herself–and protect Ludwig, who might already be nearby. If she was being followed, he could be exposed too.

As she sprinted, she heard it: footsteps, steady and controlled, gaining on her from behind.

was

picked up her pace, veering left into an unfamiliar alley, trusting

gunshot split the air. It rang out

as she ran, brows

Seriously?

brought

following her. They were trying

footsteps behind her grew louder. Whoever

think–she just ran. Head down, legs pumping, lungs burning. The narrow alleys around her were dim and confusing, with not a

If there had been any pedestrians, maybe the person behind her would’ve hesitated

Then, all at

and strong clamped around her wrist. Her breath caught- And the next moment, she was yanked into a

Ludwig.

scent on his clothes. The all–black outfit that blended perfectly into the night. The chilling aura that clung to him like

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word, he pulled her along, running full speed through the maze of alleys until they reached his motorcycle. With practiced ease, he swung her onto the back seat, tossed a helmet into her arms, and slid on his own. A second later,

around Ludwig’s waist, pressing her face into his back as