Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 217

Their assailants seemed intent on nothing short of their destruction.

“I’m calling the police right now,” Lynda declared, her fingers trembling as she made the call.

As Madisyn’s focus sharpened on the encroaching cars, a grim realization dawned on her: they were trapped in.

The ruthless tactics these thugs from Mafelen resorted to, proved one thing: Their victories in the past competitions weren’t won fairly.

Surely, Madisyn and Lynda weren’t the only ones to suffer under such vicious schemes.

With the enemy cars tightening their noose, Madisyn braced herself, prepared to replicate her previous daring maneuver.

Yet, before she could act, the scene before them shifted dramatically.

The four menacing vehicles unexpectedly scattered as if swatted by an unseen force.

In a bewildering turn, a cadre of jeeps burst onto the scene, their arrival as sudden as it was forceful, sending the black cars reeling like toys in the wake of their assault.

Madisyn and Lynda watched, stunned, as the jeeps methodically cleared their path, then formed a protective circle around them.

Who were these people? Could it be the police?

Lynda, phone still in hand from her urgent call to the police, could barely process the chaos unfolding.

Who would be so vicious as to pursue them with lethal intent?

The familiar faces emerging from the jeeps brought a surge of relief.

Madisyn’s gaze locked onto one man stepping forward, her eyes reddening.

She stepped out of the car, moving towards the figure.

Andrew’s swift approach and concerned grip on her shoulders brought a palpable sense of security.

“Are you okay?” he asked urgently.

“We’re fine.

How did you replace us?” Madisyn inquired, her eyes tracing the contours of his face, which seemed to be glowing.

His reply came with a fervor that matched his intense gaze.

“I tried calling you, but when you didn’t answer, I worried.

So, I tracked you down.

”

Lynda emerged from the car, quickly joining the conversation.

“Well, if you hadn’t arrived in time, I don’t know what would’ve happened.

The attackers are Likely from the Mafelen National Dance Association.

They’re trying to prevent Madisyn from winning-by any means necessary.

”

Andrew’s expression darkened, a storm brewing in his eyes.

“These people will pay for what they did.

”

But Madisyn interjected, her voice calm yet firm, “Wait, don’t do anything just yet.

Let’s capture all of them first.

” Her gaze shifted to the assailants in the black cars, as she considered their next move.

“Okay.

”