Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 803 We Have to Escape

Emelie tried to get up from his lap, but William held her down and shook his head.

The divider between the front and back seats had been raised. Their voices were low, so the people in the front couldn't hear them.

However, William noticed that the bodyguard in the passenger seat kept glancing at them through the side mirror.

If William spoke, it would draw attention, but if Emelie stayed lying down, she wouldn't be noticed.

William had come in a hurry this time. He hadn't brought his most trusted men.

His close associates, Ashton and Fabian, were still in Coastalburg, keeping an eye on Wesley and stabilizing the troubled Xanther Group.

Because of his hasty preparation, there were gaps in their plan.

The situation wasn't looking good for them.

There was a high chance that all four of his bodyguards had been bribed.

Meanwhile, it was just the two of them, and Emelie wasn't in good shape. If William had to fight, he'd have to protect her as well.

If they engaged in a direct confrontation, they had almost no chance of winning.

But they couldn't just sit and wait to be taken to their destination. If that happened, their chances of escape would be even slimmer.

Escaping now, while they were still on the road, was their best bet.

William gently opened Emelie's clenched fist and intertwined his fingers with hers. Then, he withdrew his hand and quietly wrote two words in her palm.

"Real? Fake?"

Emelie's eyes flashed as she understood his question.

asking her one last time if she and Wesley were

"We have

the message. He then wrote another word in her palm.

was a dirt track. It was uneven and bumpy, making the car

and banged on the divider. "Stop the

lowered the divider and hesitated. "But the pursuers could catch up

want me to throw

usual,

with the

in a deep voice, "What's wrong? You're

long and that having Emelie vomit in the car would be unpleasant for everyone, or maybe they thought it was too early to reveal their intentions. Whatever the reason, the driver finally

and ran to the side of the dirt road,

handed

of the car, and walked over to Emelie. He glanced back and saw that the four

gently patted Emelie's back and whispered, 'When I count to three, we'll run. Jump on my back." Emelie felt

'Faldoria allows

"What do you mean?'

scouted the area. 'This is a hunting zone full of traps. Outsiders can't tell, but I know

the traps to slow

Emelie nodded. "Okay.'

then unexpectedly

skipped a beat. For some reason, she thought of

deserted highways, and migrating herds

all seemed oddly

her as he slowly counted, "Three,

Then they both bolted!

a moment before reacting.

hit one of the bodyguards squarely on the forehead, causing him to stumble

her, ran in what seemed like a random direction but skillfully avoided the traps marked by bamboo stakes on the