Chapter: 1144

With these thoughts, a warm, gentle smile spread across Norah's face.

And then there was Sean...

Her return was decisive; she needed to speak with Sean once more.

Their prolonged standoff hung over them. What were their options?

Would they stay together or part ways?

Norah was prepared for any outcome. She refused to linger where she wasn't wanted.

Instead, she would engage in pursuits that were more meaningful than wallowing in self-pity.

Whenever Norah found herself alone, her thoughts would wander. As she navigated her car out of a tunnel and into the mountainous terrain, she was surrounded by sheer cliffs and winding roads.

The mountain loomed large, with the road tightly hugging its contours.

Here, speed had to yield to the sharp bends of the path.

Pressing down hard on the accelerator, Norah's car drifted along the curves, her heart racing with the thrill.

It was then she noticed something off about the two black cars trailing behind her. They had shed any pretense of casual pursuit and were now aggressively bearing down on her, forcing her towards the roadside.

Ignoring the dangerous curves of the mountain road, the drivers of the black cars did not let up. They pressed hard, trying to corner her.

Norah's gaze hardened. Who could be behind it this time?

Was it the assassins' guild, some criminal syndicate, or perhaps another enemy who bore her ill will?

With deft maneuvers born from her superb driving skills, Norah dodged the aggressive vehicles. Yet, they persisted, hell-bent on forcing her to a stop.

The stakes of stopping were unknown, but Norah was certain it wouldn't end well. Her only option was to break through their blockade by any means necessary.

The highway was devoid of street lights, and the three cars chased each other in a high-stakes dance of metal and speed.

Although Norah was an expert driver, the relentless assault from the other cars was too much.

They began ramming into her, each hit a deliberate attempt to send her tumbling off the cliff.

This felt eerily familiar to Norah. It was a clear attempt on her life, reminiscent of past threats, perhaps even from her own uncle Iker.

Despite her resilience and skill, Norah found herself at a dire disadvantage, struggling to maintain control in an increasingly desperate situation.

The road ahead curved sharply, and the vehicles trailing her accelerated dangerously.

As she veered her car hard to the right, pressing close to the cliff's edge, she caught sight of a black car in her rearview mirror, plunging directly off the cliff.