Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 216

Lynda couldn’t help but chuckle, her nerves easing slightly at the sight of Madisyn’s unwavering poise.

“Did you hear about the Dance Museum in this city? We should check it out.

”

Intrigued, Madisyn nodded in agreement.

Together, they headed off in the car.

As the cityscape faded into a quilt of modest homes, the museum’s remote location lent an eerie calm to their drive.

As they were approaching the destination, Lynda’s instincts screamed a warning.

“The car ahead-it’s out of control!” she cried, eyes wide as the vehicle ahead of them veered directly towards them.

Lynda’s hands were quick on the wheel, and she managed to dodge a collision by mere inches.

But as the car circled back aggressively, Lynda’s gut tightened-this was no accident.

“They’re targeting us.

They must be from Mafelen, trying to stop you from winning,” Lynda said, her breaths quick and sharp.

Madisyn’s eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, spotting the menacing car tailing them.

Without a word, she reached over, seizing the wheel.

“I’m taking over.

”

Startled, Lynda met Madisyn’s resolute stare, then scrambled into the back seat.

With a fierce determination, Madisyn floored the accelerator, widening the gap.

But their relief was short-lived as another black vehicle emerged, charging straight at them.

Lynda clutched at her seat, her heart pounding.

Those people from Mafelen actually sent more than one car to kill them?

In this dire moment, their survival hung by a thread.

The determination to annihilate them was palpable in the air, as these people pressed their attack with a ruthlessness that chilled the bone.

As one of the vehicles bore down on them, ready to crash, Lynda shut her eyes, a surge of defiance mixing with her fear.

The thought of their journey ending here, in violence, after all they had worked for, was unbearable.

But instead of the devastating crash she anticipated, a shocking jolt reverberated through their vehicle.

Lynda’s eyes fluttered open to a scene that stole her breath away.

Madisyn, with uncanny precision and daring, had maneuvered their car to ramp over the car ahead of them, landing back on the road while that car slammed into the car behind them.

Lynda’s heart raced as she witnessed reality mirror the fantastical escapes of action films.

Her brief respite was shattered as she spotted four more black cars lining up ahead.

“These people are relentless,” she muttered, anger flaring.