Still there.
His brows pulled together.
How?
“I can’t shake her,” he said.
Theron opened his eyes and glanced back.
The Jeep.
Something about it looked familiar.
Then it clicked.
The girl from yesterday.
Same car.
“Lose her.”
“Got it.”
Rhys pushed the car harder, speed climbing fast-
And then-
BAM.
The impact hit out of nowhere.
“Damn-!”
The force slammed through the car, nearly knocking the breath out of him.
He hadn’t even seen it coming.
At this speed?
How did she catch up?
No-
How was she faster?
Rhys’s grip tightened on the wheel.
Was she a professional driver too?
Better than him?
Impossible.
Even Theron showed a flicker of surprise.
He knew Rhys’s skill.
Very few people could match him.
Whoever was behind that wheel-
Wasn’t ordinary.
“Faster,” he said.
“Yes, sir.”
Rhys accelerated again, then signaled the cars ahead.
Two vehicles moved into position, blocking the narrow curve up ahead.
Behind them-
Scarlett narrowed her eyes slightly, watching the road.
A faint smirk tugged at her lips.
That’s their move?
Cute.
She tightened her grip on the wheel, slammed the accelerator-
And shot straight through the gap between the two cars.
Clean.
Effortless.
“Damn…” Rhys muttered under his breath. “That was insane.”
Dr. Nyx chuckled, stroking his beard proudly.
“Told you. No one’s stopping her.”
That only made Theron more curious.
Who exactly… was she?
Dr. Nyx glanced at Theron’s face and shook his head with a click of his tongue.
“You really should let me go,” he said, almost amused. “If my girl catches up… with her temper? Yeah, that pretty face of yours isn’t walking away intact.”
Theron didn’t react. He simply closed his eyes, leaning back like none of this concerned him.
Dr. Nyx watched him for a second, then smirked.
Calm. Collected.
Kid’s got nerves, I’ll give him that.
He glanced back at the car behind them again.
Funny enough… the two of them had a similar vibe. Same kind of unshakable presence.
A few minutes later, the car pulled up in front of the hospital.
Dr. Nyx was dragged out and pushed toward the entrance.
Theron stopped just short of the doors and turned slightly.
“Don’t hurt her,” he said. “Just hold her off.”
Rhys nodded. “Got it.”
Outside-
Scarlett swung her Jeep into a sharp stop.
The moment she stepped out, more than a dozen men in black suits closed in, blocking her path.
“Move.”
One word.
Flat. Cold.
The lead guard hesitated before speaking. “Boss said no injuries. Just stop her.”
They tightened formation instantly.
Scarlett’s eyes turned glacial.
“No?”
The way she looked at them-calm, cutting-made something shift in the air.
Even trained men felt it.
That instinctive warning.
Danger.
For a split second, no one moved.
Then-
She did.
Fast.
Too fast.
One second she was standing there-
The next, she was already in front of them.
Strikes landed clean and precise.
Bodies dropped.
One after another.
Three seconds.
That’s all it took.
Silence fell.
The guards lay scattered across the ground, staring up in shock.
They weren’t amateurs.
Each of them could take on multiple opponents without breaking a sweat.
And yet-
They hadn’t even seen her properly move.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.