Elias Patel looked as if she had been scared witless, her face pale and her forehead covered with cold sweat, her whole body trembling.
The car kept speeding up, racing forward, the car behind still relentlessly in pursuit.
Hope Williams clenched her teeth, her expression taut.
Looking back, her gaze met the black car that was already tailing them closely.
Thomas steered tightly, fiercely stepping on the gas, making the car speed up once again.
It was clear that the pursuers had come prepared, with many people, whose assaults were both swift and fierce. The bodyguards in the car behind Hope Williams were forced to stop, and Nolan disembarked with people to protect Hope and make their escape.
But after they managed to withstand that wave, there were still cars relentlessly catching up from behind.
"Who are these people anyway? What do they want? I...you... Hope Williams, did you provoke someone..." Elias Patel rambled, continuously turning her head to look behind from her seat.
