“Turn around—now!” she ordered.

Making a U-turn here broke every traffic rule, but there was no time to care about that.

“Right away, Miss Pearson!”

“Step on it!” Hadley urged.

The driver whipped the car around, tires screeching and sparks flying as they sped back to the scene.

Since they hadn’t gone far, the car reached the crash site in no time.

The moment they stopped, Hadley threw her door open and raced out. “Elissa!”

“Wait—Hadley!” Tamara was right behind her, grabbing her by the arm. “You can’t go any closer! It’s—”

“Too dangerous! This is a crash scene. I already called the police and an ambulance. They’ll be here any second!”

Without wasting another moment, Tamara turned to the bodyguards. “Get over there and help Miss Holland and her mother out of the car—move!”

The bodyguards, all trained in first aid, gave a quick nod. “Got it!”

They sprinted toward the wreck, acting on instinct. Orders or not, none of them would have hesitated with Elissa’s safety at stake.

While chaos unfolded ahead, a heavy sense of dread settled over Hadley. Deep down, she couldn’t shake the feeling that this was no ordinary crash.

Her eyes shot to the white sedan.

Right at that moment, the driver’s window slid down, exposing the side of the driver’s face.

“It’s Ayla!” A scream ripped from Hadley’s throat. Her eyes went wide with horror, panic twisting every word.

“No… No, it can’t be…” Her skin lost all color as she shook her head in disbelief, whispering, “This wasn’t an accident!”

Only minutes earlier, Ayla had called her, spewing accusations and promising revenge. Suddenly, the truth hit Hadley hard—Ayla wasn’t just making threats. She meant every word.

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This wasn’t about hurting Hadley directly—she couldn’t get anywhere near Hadley with the tight security. Instead, Ayla was coming after those closest to her.

Inside the white sedan, Ayla’s head snapped around, and her gaze locked onto Hadley. Blood ran down her forehead in thin, steady rivulets, yet she looked entirely indifferent to the pain.

A twisted smile spread across her lips as her eyes stayed fixed on Hadley, the look in her gaze bordering on madness.

That sight made Hadley’s heart lurch in her chest.

In the blink of an eye, Ayla seized the steering wheel, yanked the car into reverse, and hit the gas hard.

Her crazed grin only widened as she lined up for another strike at the red car.

“Stop! Please, stop!” Hadley cried out desperately, her voice raw as tears poured down her face.

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