The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

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Chapter 860: "I haven't heard anything about that," the driver replied.

They exchanged a glance, tension rising. The driver instinctively pressed the gas pedal to follow.

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Behind them, Saul's car was in pursuit.

"Saul, what's happening up there?" the driver beside Saul asked, his voice tense as he watched the high-speed chase unfold in front of him.

Saul's usual relaxed attitude vanished. “Floor it! We need to back her up!" The scene up ahead was clearly hostile. If anything happened to Corrine, none of them would walk away unharmed.

Corrine dialed Jules' number with unshaken composure, her fingers steady on the wheel as she maneuvered the car with precision.

The call connected. Her tone remained even, her expression unreadable. "I have run into a bit of trouble. Can you check the traffic conditions ahead?" "Givea second." Jules' fingers flew over the keyboard, the rapid clatter filling the silence. Within moments, he had the live traffic feed pulled up. "There is a turn coming up, leading to an overpass. That route should be smoother." Corrine acknowledged with a soft hum, her gaze flicking to the rearview mirror. Cars pressed in on either side, their drivers watching her with measured intent.

Jules chuckled, unbothered by the tension in her situation. "Trying to outdrive you? They are just begging to be humiliated." Leaning back, he propped his legs on the desk and picked up his coffee. "You do realize situations like this will be part of your daily life from now on, right? Might even get messier. Are you sure you will not regret it?" Corrine arched an eyebrow, the corner of her lips curling into an elusive, knowing smirk. Her voice, smooth and teasing, carried no hint of concern. "Oh, I regret it. Tremendously." Jules fell silent. He detected no fear, no hesitation in her voice-only that cool, effortless confidence that never wavered.

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Corrine's gaze darted back to the rearview mirror. "Have you identified the owner of those two Hummers?" "Yes, but the license plates were forged." Jules' tone darkened slightly. "Whoever is after you is well-prepared. Looks like they are using you to get to Nate." "Then they are wasting their time.” Her fingers tightened around the wheel.

Without another word, she slammed her foot on the accelerator. The sudden burst of speed caught the trailing drivers off guard. Engines roared as they scrambled to keep up.

"Since when does a Bentley Continental have that kind of power?" Bleacher exclaimed, his disbelief palpable.

Saul's subordinate shifted uncomfortably in the driver's seat. "Saul, our car cannot keep up. If we push any harder, the engine is going to give out."

"Then let it blow," Saul snapped, his eyes locked onto the sleek Bentley tearing ahead. A grudging admiration ΟΠ flickered across his face. No wonder his boss had his sights on Corrine-she was something else. As if sensing the shift in the chase, the two Hummers suddenly veered in tandem, attempting to box Corrine in and force her to a stop.

Message from Noah: Tflies, dear ones! gal was born on om December 14th and we've now celebrated over 6 months of celebrated existence. God loves you and Noah whishes you all the best. (-) |

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